Apprenticeship Week 13

Alyssa shares what she’s been working on this past week, both at work and outside it.

I mentioned in my post last week that I was halfway through my apprenticeship. I learned as a result of that one sentence that my blogs have not gone unnoticed. Herb asked if I was planning on leaving at the end of my apprenticeship. It was a fair question.While, yes, I am halfway through my Praxis apprenticeship, and only 11 weeks from graduating the program, I am not planning on finding a new job at that time. I’m slowly working towards my freelancing and general writing goals, but I also don’t see myself coming to the end of my apprenticeship learning all I can from my role at Original One Parts.

Projects

Original One Parts

I had that conversation with Herb, which was unexpected, but obviously not bad. For that reason, this week I want to look at the work I’m doing and some of the other places I’ve seen that I can create value and learn a lot.

APS Reps/Action Alerts

I’m still very much drowning in this project.I’ve logged all the visits and shops for July. I’m starting to log August. I finished June and most of May for one rep, and I’m halfway through June for all the reps.

I still haven’t even started the action alerts.

When the project needs managed and I’m not spending all of my time around calls and orders on it, I will count it as finished.

Other Work

On Thursday, Parts Trader stopped working. This time it wasn’t our autoquote system or on our end, it was Parts Trader. At first it was busier than normal, but manageable. In the afternoon it started piling up. When I left, there were nearly 400 overdue quotes. When Herb came in the next morning, there were over 1300. It was a huge mess, but once Parts Trader came back on and started working properly we were able to knock out the remaining quotes and get it back to normal.

Everyone else in the office was doing follow up calls to accounts who haven’t ordered in at least a couple months. I took care of some of the call backs. Herb assigned me to one customer who wanted a specific sales rep to talk to for parts.

I learned how to take wheel orders, and now I have the email of the person we go through to process those. I have to get information from the customer about the vehicle and the wheels to send to the guy who gets us the information about the price and if we can supply a wheel. Once I get the information about pricing and availability I call the customer back to let them know if we can supply the wheel and what their cost will be. For both of the requests I took, our price was too high, but I couldn’t go low enough because of our cost to get the wheels.

Potential Future Work

I mentioned in some previous posts that I want to help with some marketing work for Original One Parts. Kyle is the whole marketing team, and he’s talked about having too much to do and getting random work put on his plate. If I get to a point with my own work where it is possible, I want to take on some of Kyle’s excess work.

In that same vein, Herb was talking about how we should have different content for LinkedIn that is better for the business-work nature of the platform. He specifically said that articles about the automotive industry that connect to our business but are also informative for people working in the industry would be a good choice. That most definitely caught my attention, and when I catch up with the APS rep and action alert project, I plan on talking to Josh about writing articles for the company LinkedIn.

Personal

From July 8 to July 26 I wrote every day, then I also wrote July 31. All in all, I wrote 21,055 words from July 8 to July 31. That’s 24 days, giving me an average of just over 877 words per day. I’m hoping to beat that this month. So far I have 3584 and it’s only August 4. So far that’s an average of 896 and I haven’t finished my writing for today.

Poetry

I wrote a few poems over the last couple weeks, but I have been neglecting my poetry collection. I still need to add all of the poems into the document so I can start organizing them.

I want to be writing poetry every day, but I’ve only written anything 5 times from July 8 to August 3.

Adventures in Meldrick

This is the card game I am developing.

I paused working on this for a very long time, in favor of other projects. Then a close friend of mine was over a couple weeks ago and we were talking about some card design. She’s volunteered to help with some of the design work and she’s helped me beta test the game some too.

After we hung out and had been talking about it, I wanted to start working on the game again. I played the game with my younger brothers a couple times, introduced some new cards, and experimented with the rules to make the game more playable.

The main problem with the game right now is that it takes too long to finish. None of the games I played were ended because someone won, it was always because we ran out of time, someone got bored, etc. Before I can even think of publishing the game, I need it be realistically playable. I know some of what I need to do for that to be the case, but then I have to rigorously test it.

Freelancing

I have not been hired. The Fiverr gig is active, and I have views and page visits, but I haven’t had any customer communication.

I haven’t shared the gig again yet, which I am planning to do. I didn’t want too much of the content on my social media to be advertisements for the same gig.

I talked about starting a couple other gigs but I haven’t done it yet. I have two ideas:
1. Social media graphics for blog post featured images. The base package would be for an image sized for Facebook, Twitter, or Instagram. The upgrades would include versions for more than just one platform.
2. Poetry collection organization. I have experience organizing and formatting a poetry collection from when I self-published Inside a Writer’s Head. I could help someone else do that for their collection. I’m holding this one for now because I want to finish the organization of my second poetry collection before I do someone else’s.

Conclusion

Life is, as always, moving at breakneck speed. There’s a lot happening, but I’m setting my pace to reach my goals in my own time – but also not in a procrastinating, wasteful manner.

“Rock Climbing” (Poem)

A short narrative poem by Alyssa Wright about someone practicing rock climbing.

A glance up,
A glance down inverts my stomach.
First the right hand, then the left.
Now the right foot, now the left.
On and on and on,
Up and up and up
I go, looking down no more.
The bell! Yes, the bell!
Ring, ring, ring!
Triumphantly, I rappel down the side
of the rock climbing wall.

“Songbird’s Haunting Death Song” (Poem)

A short narrative poem by Alyssa Wright about a songbird who sings of Death, Nightmare, and Danger.

The Songbird sang her sonnet,
A darkly melodious tune, tinted
by ominous and haunting swoons.
Soon she’s found herself an audience,
drawn by her curious tune:
He draws nigh,
He comes close
In the night,
Coming by to
Bear you home.
It is of Death she does so speak,
though Death’s duration she cannot leak.
Her sonnet moves on with her enraptured watchers,
Singing first again of Death then moving
To hauntingly mention Nightmare.
Then darkening her tone with the twilight,
her melody moans of Danger’s lurking near.
Enraptured becomes terrified and gone-all are the listeners,
just as Songbird finishes her last moon.

“At the Beach” (Poem)

A fine, gritty powder
beneath my feet,
A cool, wet, salty foam
lapping at my ankles,
A wetting yet thirsty spray
breathed into my mouth and nose,
A rhythmic whoosh, impatient yet calm
echoing through my ears,
A bright yellow light and soft green-blue
colored in my mind by my eyes.

“Sleepless Night” (Poem)

I would like to go back to bed,
As early as it is,
for last night
I didn’t sleep
at all,
Not even a wink,
as the cliche goes.
It wasn’t even insomnia,
per se, just discomfort.
I tried to sleep,
I really did.
But I tossed and turned,
Longing for the comfort
of my own bed
and later lamenting
the lack of a door and walls
Around the couch
To block out the noise
from my brothers in the kitchen.

“[Headache] Nature’s Torture” (Poem)

Tonight at work I got a migraine, likely from stress. The drive thru was short one person for a good portion of the night and we were busy. I pushed through, not just finishing my shift, but doing the best I could despite the pain.

For that reason, I decided to share a poem I wrote that captures my experience with migraines. It was originally written in March 2016 but it fits tonight very well.


My head’s almost dead,
Throbbing and crying out
in pain with every
movement that I make.

When, oh when
will this torture
cease? When will
life return to the
now-ruptured peace?

The painkiller was
ineffective, inert,
as I expected ‘twould be,
The waves of pain and pressure
steadily increasing.

The torture won’t stop,
it’s hooves continue to clop,
clop, clop, moving onwards yet
nowhere but circles in my
brain, nearly driving me
insane with the increasing pain,
discomfort, and pressure.

How much longer can I handle
this Headache without breaking down?