Monday, November 3, 2014

overheard le dousieme

On writing the VRF:

"What if you had to write up how many hours you spent watching Pretty Little Liars? Or pretending you weren't home when your neighbors knocked on your door? ORRRR how many hours you spend eating popcorn with Furrlock on your belly??"

"Oh my god, can you imagine?"



(Another entry for the dictionary of terms you probably don't understand: VRF. (Yes, another three letter acronym. So Washington.) VRF stands for Volunteer Response Feedback. We have to do them twice a year, a total of four times during our service. It doesn't sound like so much when you put it like that, but it is tedious, and so bureaucratic, and such a painstaking exercise in meaningless numbers and goal-setting and -reaching, monitoring and evaluation, self-examination, and all the dreariness of filling out a very very very long form. There's a part where they ask you to write up a success story, something you felt good during your service. It is hardly indicative of our lives here, but it's a fluffy Washington initiative to make everybody feel good. Blegh.)

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