And I'm here... why?

I've been feeling guilty, like I haven't been getting enough done, so I haven't been taking time to post lately.  Problem is, I'm not really sure what to do anymore.  Now that Semi-Colin and JKR are here and working as Field Organizers, I'm not really sure what I'm supposed to do besides answer the phone and smile at people as they walk in.  I've also gotten really possessive of the office supplies and their organization, trying to keep my claim over some of my other duties.  

D still hasn't shared the Google Doc with me, so for the last two days I've been recreating and updating the spreadsheet from my computer.  I finished it this morning and emailed it to Semi-Colin so he could update the Google Doc for me.  And when I say "he could update it for me" I mean so I could update it from his log-in because that child doesn't know his way around a computer at all.  I guess that's one thing Coe or Hill taught me - how to be resourceful around a computer.  Infer that if one program or OS or whatever works one way, other ones are likely to work similarly.  And, surprisingly enough, it means that I almost have earned my office tech-goddess title.  I'm also just really frustrated that D hasn't gotten me access to that document for... almost a week now. Oh well. I suppose it's my own fault for using two email addresses simultaneously. 

Along with twiddling my thumbs, I've been helping JKR with her phone calls.  We've called seniors to talk about issues and who they're thinking about voting for.  We've called past volunteers to ask them to volunteer again.  It reminds me a bit of telecounseling.  But I might just like telecounseling more.  For one thing, at TC, the supervisor doesn't try to make me change my script mid-call or ask me to lie to the people on the other line.  JKR tried to do both.  We are not the Obama office.  We're the everything office.  So, yes, we work for Obama, but we don't have a campaign staffer here or even one that stays in semi-regular contact with us. I'm not going to tell people on the phone that I'm calling with the Obama campaign, just because they've previously volunteered for him.  When we ask someone to volunteer it's not just for Obama, it's for everyone.  Oh well... idk. I just say whatever the hell I feel is right and let JKR and Semi-Colin call the stubborn people back.  That's all you'd get from a volunteer.  And maybe I just need to feel more able to talk about Obama in order to say I work for him.  I know very little about his campaign, because I wasn't originally a supporter.  JKR (and D, and most of our canvass team) worked for him before the canvass, so they know a lot about who he is as a candidate and his platform and such.  They can talk about him if people ask questions.  

Yesterday, I spent most of the day out of the office.  I taught the canvass team leaders how to deal with Absentee Ballot Requests (ABRs) and Voter Registration Forms (VRegs) and drove them to the Auditor's Office so they can help take those in if we need them to.  (More things being taken out of my jurisdiction...)  A little while after I got back, Nymphadora's friend (who's managing Larry's campaign south of us) called because he got a flat tire and didn't know how to change it.  So I got to ride in Nymphadora's yellow truck and change Larry's CM's tire out on Hwy 380.  Nymphadora called me a badass a lot.  Then I came back and worked on spreadsheets and tranferring data from one sheet to another.  Today, I feel like a glorified baby-sitter. I've spent much of the time making sure one of our candidate's children are entertained so she can call and meet with people and be undistracted.