It’s I love the actual WORK that I do.  The actual tasks.

I love writing orientation manuals… editing the screenshots, writing things on a “beginners” level, remembering details that other ID people forgot (or didn’t know).

I’m so proud of the work I do too.  I think I really have a talent for it.

But I know the training team, and I know that it will make none of them happy.  Half of them will complain there’s not enough detail, the other half will complain there’s too much.  It won’t fit the needs of every employee’s job situation (”What if a patient calls in and says his hair has turned Denver Broncos orange and his bad breath killed his cat?  You didn’t tell the new-hire what they should do THEN!”)

And then there will be people who will determine my entire style as wrong, just because they would have written it differently.  (You wouldn’t believe how many people don’t realize that, just because someone does things differently doesn’t mean they are doing it WRONG.)

And then there will be the ones whose ego would never let them admit someone else did a decent job.  They have to be “top banana” so they’ll always have their two cents to add, creating unnecessary work for me in the process just so they can feel good about themselves (like the coworker who always gives me incorrect grammar corrections, or the one who tells me I got the policy wrong, when I didn’t and she was the one too lazy to look it up before she shoots her mouth off correcting me.)

I’ve been working evenings and weekends for three weeks.  I’m trying to ignore the fact that my work will please no one.  I enjoy doing it - the feedback, I’ll worry about later.

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