Damn Quiz

I was bored. I jumped on the band wagon. I hate that. And befers is right, it's pretty accurate.

Auditory : 35%
Visual : 64%
Left : 58%
Right : 41%

Alizah, you are somewhat left-hemisphere dominant and show a preference for visual learning, although not extreme in either characteristic. You probably tend to do most things in moderation, but not always.

Your left-hemisphere dominance implies that your learning style is organized and structured, detail oriented and logical. Your visual preference, though, has you seeking stimulation and multiple data. Such an outlook can overwhelm structure and logic and create an almost continuous state of uncertainty and agitation. You may well suffer a feeling of continually trying to "catch up" with yourself.

Your tendency to be organized and logical and attend to details is reasonably well-established which should afford you success regardless of your chosen field of endeavor. You can "size up" situations and take in information rapidly. However, you must then subject that data to being classified and organized which causes you to "lose touch" with the immediacy of the problem.

Your logical and methodical nature hamper you in this regard though in the long run it may work to your advantage since you "learn from experience" and can go through the process more rapidly on subsequent occasions.

You remain predominantly functional in your orientation and practical. Abstraction and theory are secondary to application. In keeping with this, you focus on details until they manifest themselves in a unique pattern and only then work with the "larger whole."

With regards to your career choices, you have a mentality that would be good as a scientist, coach, athlete, design consultant, or an engineering technician. You can "see where you want to go" and even be able to "tell yourself," but find that you are "fighting yourself" at the darndest times.


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Quality Time? Ramblings.

I started my job this week, new center, new people, new clients. I miss my people from Delaware. I spoke to them today, one called me so I could help them find a file from about a month ago. Yay good memory - I knew exactly where it was. She was impressed. Later, I spoke to another one and she asked me how I felt about my new coworkers and surroundings, on a scale of 1- to 10. I actually had to think about it. Overall I said 5. It could be worse, but it could be so much better too. I'm still the most competent staffer other than the manager, haven't met the assistant yet. I am astounded by the idiocy. Example - yesterday morning, I am using the computer and I MINIMIZE the register screen, the woman I was working with then told me later that "next time you use the computer, reload the register, so I don't have to." I politely asked "it got closed? I only minimized it." So I look... SHE LOADED IT A SECOND TIME NEEDLESSLY. ::rolls eyes:: The worst part, is that she's making it all my fault. Well, I'm sorry you're incompetent with computers and can't read the bar at the bottom of the screen. See, I told you I'm cranky.

I'm also dealing with alternate side parking. Today I overslept and got a ticket. Nice way to end the week, eh? I almost found a garage to keep my car it, well, it's really mini storage, but it's in Soho, and it's cheap. Still doing the math to see if it's more trouble than it's worth.

Every day I wake up and go to work, or move the car and then go to work. Then I go to the hospital and spend the evening with my mom until 10 or 11. Upon coming home, I veg out on the computer, can't seem to be productive because my brain is half shut down. Even right now, I'm verging on nonsense, and really have not decided on the point of this entry, hence the warning of rambling in the subject title.

Quality time - today I had a long lunch from work, and spent it making my mother lunch and bringing it to her at the hospital. She wanted to try some pastina with broth and baby foods rather than her clear liquid diet. After work I went back to the hospital and we watched a PBS special on "The Great American Songbook" which chronicled 20th century musical theatre. My mom loves that stuff, and I grew up on it. We kind of bonded tonight, and cried a few times together when they were singing sappy songs. I learned something tonight, something that spawned some major tears. The song - Have Yourself a Merry Little Xmas, was A) from Meet me in St Louis, B) Was actually associated with war-time, and during the PBS special they did a montage of WWII war videos of various Xmas's at instalations and C) The original lyrics were "Have yourself a merry little xmas/ it may be your last" but Judy Garland refused to sing that, so the lyrics were forever changed.

You can tell why I cried. So we bonded, cried, held each other, didn't talk about much important stuff, but it was nice. Why do I equate crying with my mother with having a good time with her? Must be the masochist in me. It's a rhetorical question really. But do I want to spend the last few months with my mom crying with her over sappy Fred Astaire songs or 80's feminist pop culture (we talked about Free to be You and Me today also)?

Ok, that last paragraph was letting me know it's bedtime. Expect more tomorrow.