Category: Career

  • Back to uni and work update

    It is week one for two new classes at university. The first is Introduction to Human Resource Management; the second is Entrepreneurship. I think you would be hardpressed to get two more different topics! I will probably enjoy the HRM class more than the other one. I’ve always enjoyed HR work; there are guidelines and goals, and it is concrete. The entrepreneurship class requires creative thinking, something I am in short supply of lately!

    My work situation is possibly changing again. Having given 30 days’ notice to Blessing, she approached me about taking on the company bookkeeping from Sandra, who had agreed to take on my responsibilities provided she could hand off some of her work. Bookkeeping is a better use of my skills, and I said I’d be willing if I could manage the workload with my studies. I hope to find out more about it tomorrow. I’m having a video meeting with Blessing and Sandra to go over the training and handover requirements.

    Update: The bookkeeping work is a fizzer. I am not upset, but it was a little annoying at the time. It turns out, Sandra did not really understand what Blessing was proposing. However, she has not been at the top of her form, taking strong painkillers for the past few weeks following back surgery. After our meeting, she told Blessing that she did not want to take over my responsibilities after all. Blessing asked me to extend my end date so that another person could be trained instead. I have agreed to stay longer for the time being.

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  • Workmatters

    For the past couple of months, I have been doing some administrative work for B., who operates a nursing agency. I was not looking for this kind of work, so the offer came as a surprise. Because I had previously declined work from B., I felt terrible about turning her down again, so I accepted on the understanding that it was temporary. The work has not been difficult, but it has felt as though I have been working in a vacuum, with little handover help or contact from others. I also realised that doing the job effectively requires more customer service than I was willing to provide, so I gave my notice yesterday.

    I was concerned about my timing because I had previously convinced Jo and Mum to contact B.’s agency for care worker assistance. Fortunately, B. was fine with it; she said she had someone else lined up to take over for me. She admitted that I had received very little assistance with my work, but I had helped them through a rough patch. I have offered to assist with the handover to whoever succeeds me.

    Interestingly there could be another job on the horizon. A recruitment company I’d dealt with in my previous position approached me about the possibility of doing some accounts work for a local aged care facility. I said I would be interested so long as the hours were flexible. So we’ll see if anything eventuates.

    Tomorrow I am taking in a final box of records and notes to handover the voluntary secretary role to Narelle. It is a great relief to untangle myself from this one. Mum suggested it might be a little bit sad for me, given how long I had been involved. Very possibly. I’ll have no formal role but I shan’t cut ties completely. At the moment the thought of having no further responsibility there is making me feel quite happy.

    I was recently asked by another small charity in Ipswich if I would be interested in being their volunteer treasurer. On Thursday, I am having coffee with a few of the committee members. The charity provides support for people with cancer. Part of me is intrigued, but part of me is hesitant to take on another commitment. Because it is a small group, I do not anticipate much work.

    The invitation is particularly poignant at this time because my old friend Shirley has recently had an aggressive melanoma removed and is awaiting word on whether further treatment is required. The news may have a significant impact on my decision. It was heartbreaking to read what Shirley has been going through; it must have been traumatic for her. And I can not help but recall that both of my parents had cancer scares.

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  • New job

    An old colleague from my last company approached me a couple of months ago to see if I was interested in some admin work for her nursing agency. It was a little while before I heard from her again, but we eventually met up and she explained that she needed someone to manage the contracts for her agency’s NDIS-funded clients. Not a demanding job since they don’t have many clients in this category. Jo gets NDIS funding so I was interested in the opportunity to learn more about it, and thought the workload would suit me, so agreed to take on this work as a private contractor.

    The lady who was previously doing this work for the agency left under mysterious circumstances (which seem to have been health-related) and was not available to provide any handover or training. My old colleague, the nursing agency director, gave me a broad overview of some of the systems but I’ve had to work a lot of things out myself. Luckily there is a wealth of information available online about NDIS arrangements, as well as the system used by the agency. I am slowly getting my head around it.

  • Election work

    It was with a sense of the freedom I now have as an out-of-work student that I signed up to work for the Australian Electoral Commission (AEC) on the Federal election held a couple of weeks ago. After submitting an application from the AEC web site I received a phone call within a couple of days and was offered work at a pre-polling station in the fortnight leading to election day. I opted instead to work on election day only (May 21) since I didn’t want to divert time away from my studies. I was one of 100,000 temporary workers, in what is Australia’s biggest peace-time operation. Overall I felt it was a really good experience, one that I would be willing to repeat. I felt quite engaged with our democratic process, perhaps for the first time in my life.

    AEC’s onboarding process was almost entirely based online in the AEC Employment portal. It was where we had to lodge our employment paperwork – tax file number, superannuation, bank details, and signed employment contract. The AEC portal was also where we had to complete the required training modules. These were easy to follow and each had a quiz at the end. In my role as polling assistant the training covered the tasks of ordinary vote issuing officer, ballot box guard, queue controller and (thanks to COVID-19) hygiene officer. We were also sent an election procedure handbook by mail which we were required to read and a few days before election day, I was phoned by the poll supervisor (Dana) to check if there were any issues or questions.

    The important ‘election delivery principles’ stressed in the training were

    • integrity of the result
    • efficient processes and procedures, and
    • good customer service

    Integrity of the result had priority over all other considerations – for instance, if a voter accidently dropped a personal item into the ballot box, we were not permitted to open the ballot box to retrieve it for them. They would have had to return later after the boxes had been opened for counting. It is apparent that integrity of the result has a heavy influence on the rather old-fashioned, manual process of counting ballot papers. One of the instructions for counting included ‘banding’ of ballot papers into groups of 50 with a rubber band – it took me back to my old days as a bank teller. I suppose that computer systems are not yet sufficiently trusted to deliver an indisputable election outcome.

    Election day started early – my shift started at 7am and even though I arrived early at the school hall, it was already a hive of activity and the polling booths had been set up. There were three other people like me who had not worked at an election before, and four people with election experience. I gathered that a couple of them had ordinary ‘day jobs’ at the school. Voters began arriving from 8am and as the day progressed we rotated into the various duties. I started as a queue controller, did a stint as ballot box guard and for the remainder of the time was at the ballot issuing table. This required us to locate and tick off voters from the electoral roll for our electorate (similar in size to a small telephone directory), and give instructions on how to fill out their ballot papers, which we had to initial before handing out. If someone made a mistake, we gave them new ballot papers and had to put the ‘spoilt’ papers in a sealed envelope for the ballot reconciliation at the end of the day. I was briefly pulled off the ordinary ballot table and shown the declaration voting process (for voters not registered in the local electorate), entailing a few extra steps – not part of the job I was hired for, but offered more experience for the next election.

    The work wasn’t too difficult, and I enjoyed the interaction with the other workers, we got to know each other a little through the course of the day. Finding names on the electoral roll was a little difficult physically, with my face mask and spectacles that kept fogging up. My favourite part of the work was the ballot sorting and counting after 6pm. The boxes were ceremoniously opened in front of a scrutineer and the contents tipped out onto a table. We then dived in and manually sorted according to the primary vote in the first sweep, then second preference for those candidates who received the fewest votes. We started with the House of Representatives ballots, then the Senate papers. It was a long day – we finished up a little before 10pm, which was early according to Dana.

    An unexpected benefit of the experience, I learned firsthand the logic behind the so called two-party preferred system we have in Australia. Each ballot must number the different candidates in order of preference, otherwise it is not counted. A lot of people dislike this system because they believe the election outcome should be based on the primary vote (number one candidate only) and they complain that the system favours the two major parties. However it only does this to the extent that the major parties are supported in their electorate. If the (hypothetical) Lunatic Fringe Party received 30% as the highest proportion of primary votes in an electorate, this would not be a desirable outcome to a remaining 70% who marked the party at the bottom of their preferences. The preference system is about electing the least objectionable candidate to the majority of voters in an electorate.

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  • Not quite out of the loop

    I should be working on an assignment but I’m taking a moment to reflect on some recent contacts from people I’ve worked with. Even though I’m out of the workforce right now, I am still getting offers of work and requests for assistance in various matters. A few weeks ago I provided advice on setting up a new charity. Over the weekend I gave my thoughts on a salary packaging situation. I was offered casual work from the hospice to help with their fundraising, which I turned down. Another time I would possibly have been very interested. Today another old colleague asked me if I’d be interested in helping her with some financial ‘bits and pieces’ for her company. I’m planning on meeting with her next month to see what she needs.

    All of this is kind of amazing to me since I put no effort into networking with folks yet still manage to draw these queries. I’m actually pretty chuffed that they think to ask me for help, quite frankly.

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  • Two job offers

    I’m not seriously looking for work right now. I’m taking time out to study and live on my own terms, after many years of giving too many waking hours to work and an employer. It’s kind of scary to be knocking back opportunities at my age and seems really counter-intuitive to be saying no, but it’s what my gut instinct is telling me at the moment (here’s a rational explanation of why we should trust our gut).

    A Federal election is looming and I decided to put in an expression of interest for temporary work with the Australian Electoral Commission. The day after I sent off my application I got a phone call offering two weeks of full-time work in the lead up to election day. If it had been part-time hours I would have had no hesitation in accepting, but I couldn’t commit to full-time work, even for such a short duration. I said no.

    Second work offer came out of the blue, from my old employer, the hospice. Although I left my job last year, I’ve continued my volunteer role there as company secretary. I’ve been recording my volunteer hours and this has been useful in keeping a lid on the amount of time and energy I divert toward the hospice. Whilst the offer of paid contract work was tempting I knew that it would not be the end and I would be increasingly drawn into hospice business again – and it would be deeply dissatisfying in an external role, where I would have very little influence or control. So I declined the offer, while reiterating my willingness to continue as a volunteer.

    As a volunteer I retain control over my own time and the tasks I am willing to do, which is a far better arrangement for me right now.