Third week of the new residency, and I made a discovery: I have an office! I found this out by accident. Sitting in one of the tiny shared offices, another resident said "I'm going to my office for a bit." I said, with my laptop perched on my lap, "You get your own office?!?" "Yes," she replied, "Don't you? I thought the resident before you had one. No wonder you've been in here..."
Next day: I had a key to my office, the office no on had told me about! I commented on it to the other resident downtown, and saw on his face that this was news. "I thought they said you had an office, too." "Well, I haven't heard about it yet." Today: He has an office! We're all so thrilled.
And the lingering question remains, if all the chaplains knew we had offices and where they were, why didn't anyone actually think to tell us about them?? Ah well, the tree outside my window doesn't care. So, I will leave it at that.
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And that is why the gov't has a chart/handbook of several pages on what a supervisor is supposed to do for a new hire: make sure they have keys, know where things are, etc. I don't know if it always happens the way it should, but it did when i started: chalk one up to the gov't doing something well. :)
On the other hand, i didn't learn how the organizational chart worked (or who my *real* supervisor was!) until i'd been here a year! Grr. ;-)
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