In need of a different job. Boss is a bit unfair.
At my work, how we're paid is supposed to go by how long we've been there (and of course, how well we're doing at our jobs). Now, granted I haven't been there even a year yet - it'll be 10 months in mid-April - I'd say I've been doing pretty well with keeping up with all the responsibilities and quirks in that place.
But yet I find out from a friend of mine there that the newest person, who arrived in September, is making 50 cents more per hour than I am. And she has no college degree. I'm not saying I should be the highest paid person in there just because I have a degree, but I don't think that this upholds the seniority policy that had apparently been adhered to until recently.
I do my work. Sometimes I do more if I have to. It all depends on whether there's a lot or a little.... which changes from one day to the next these days.
:sigh:
Really wishing the economy would pick up. Yeah, I know, me and billions of other people. Don't get me wrong, I'm grateful to have a job, especially now, but I hate feeling like I've been stuck on the back burner after I worked so hard to earn something as meaningful as a 4-year college degree. Here's to hoping that better days are on the way.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
sometimes you wanna go... to a rest stop in lowell?
Yeah, I know, it sounds weird. But would it be anything else with 2 of the people that know me best and love confusing me? Nahhhh. I'm actually pretty embarrassed that I didn't notice that something was up (sooner than at the last minute).
Now for the crazy story that was my pre-23 weekend. I think I'll go through Friday first though, just for the sake of chronological order. Work was a little wacky - our printing machine broke down for a few hours, we had the tech guy come and repair it while, in the mean time, my mom (who has Fridays off) brought Diana and me Subway for lunch and then left about 2o minutes later, only to be followed by 2 guys from my boss's band that we ended up talking to while trying to get our work done. Finally, for the grand finale.... (drum roll) I hear what sounds like the running of the bulls making its way down the stairs, and a few seconds later, Lori barges in with a cake, and Jeff and Allison come in behind her. If that's not enough, now there are 7 people in the room (not including myself), and they all start singing "Happy Birthday" to me! I think my face turned a very bright shade of red at that point. Sometimes they're sweet enough to make up for annoying me. Sometimes.
Now moving on to the weekend. Went to my aunt's on Saturday afternoon for a mini party, stayed at her house for about 2.5 hours, then finally went with her and my mom to visit my memere's grave in Exeter. Then back home to finish getting ready before a rather insane night with Bob and Kevin. Left here around 7, went to Friendly's in Swansea for ice cream (yum-ilicious!) and then back to Fall River for a tickle-Bob-until-he-can't-take-it-anymore fest! And, most naturally, being slightly freaked out by the reminder of how bizarre they are together. Yes, still, after 3 years of experience with their disturbing friendship. Sweet Lord.
Yet, after all that, Sunday was the award-winning day.
I wake up, get ready, and in my morning stupor, walk out of Bob's back room to the living room where there's a computer. After realizing that I wasn't hungry, I turn around to go back to the room I just came out of, when I happen to see an IM from my dearest Sunshine! So I think to myself, "Cool, they're keeping in touch," and pass it off as normal and mostly not suspicious. I suppose I should note that this is in spite the fact that Bob had previously told me that he was bringing me to northern MA, "in or around Lowell," and roomie's in southeastern NH. Then, a while later, Bob gets a text message from "his friend, Lou." Okay. But he walks away to respond to it. Hmm. Even after this, I'm still not that curious.
About an hour or so later, we're in his car heading up to this top secret location, and his phone rings. It's Jackie, saying that she tried calling me but that I didn't answer (my phone can be selective with the calls it lets me take), so she asks Bob to tell me to call her back. At this point, I'm wondering about all this Jackie contact in one day. It's very uncommon. But I think I was just trying to convince myself that it couldn't be, only because roomie is usually busybusybusy and has no extra time to do these things nowadays. Apparently, I did a great job of it.
So, in our lovely conversation, I had asked what she was up to, and she said that she was headed home from work, but that she just wanted to wish me a happy birthday and hoped that I was doing well. Okay, that's sweet, Jac. Thank you.
"Now Chrissi, where are you going in Lowell?"
"I have no idea... I don't even know why we're going to Lowell!"
"Are you going to a farm? Milk the cows, maybe?"
"Jackie, are there even farms in Lowell?!"
"I don't know!"
Roomie's weird. Anyway.
We continue on our journey, and then he pulls into some rest area to "ask someone for directions to make sure we're going to the right part of the city." Uh-huh. Riiiiight. So, I'm sitting in the car, at a rest stop, in Lowell, and I have no freaking clue why. Now, as I'm looking out the window, I see through the corner of my eye, someone walking toward the car that isn't Bob and has a bright pink object. Now who could this be?
Oh, hi Jac-- what?! JACKIE?!?!?!? AHHHHH! IT'S ROOMIE, IT'S ROOMIE! I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN 4 MONTHS! :hugs:
And I really need to be more suspicious of these plotting people, who then told me some nutty story about how I should know where we're going because of some place we walked by when we were in college, but I found out that none of it was relevant when we ended up going into some random Dollar Tree store for no reason, and then back out to Jackie's car.
Then we went to IHOP. One of our favorite destinations from the AssCo days. I love pancakes. And Massachusetts. Oh, and maybe Jackie and Bob.
But just a little.
Now for the crazy story that was my pre-23 weekend. I think I'll go through Friday first though, just for the sake of chronological order. Work was a little wacky - our printing machine broke down for a few hours, we had the tech guy come and repair it while, in the mean time, my mom (who has Fridays off) brought Diana and me Subway for lunch and then left about 2o minutes later, only to be followed by 2 guys from my boss's band that we ended up talking to while trying to get our work done. Finally, for the grand finale.... (drum roll) I hear what sounds like the running of the bulls making its way down the stairs, and a few seconds later, Lori barges in with a cake, and Jeff and Allison come in behind her. If that's not enough, now there are 7 people in the room (not including myself), and they all start singing "Happy Birthday" to me! I think my face turned a very bright shade of red at that point. Sometimes they're sweet enough to make up for annoying me. Sometimes.
Now moving on to the weekend. Went to my aunt's on Saturday afternoon for a mini party, stayed at her house for about 2.5 hours, then finally went with her and my mom to visit my memere's grave in Exeter. Then back home to finish getting ready before a rather insane night with Bob and Kevin. Left here around 7, went to Friendly's in Swansea for ice cream (yum-ilicious!) and then back to Fall River for a tickle-Bob-until-he-can't-take-it-anymore fest! And, most naturally, being slightly freaked out by the reminder of how bizarre they are together. Yes, still, after 3 years of experience with their disturbing friendship. Sweet Lord.
Yet, after all that, Sunday was the award-winning day.
I wake up, get ready, and in my morning stupor, walk out of Bob's back room to the living room where there's a computer. After realizing that I wasn't hungry, I turn around to go back to the room I just came out of, when I happen to see an IM from my dearest Sunshine! So I think to myself, "Cool, they're keeping in touch," and pass it off as normal and mostly not suspicious. I suppose I should note that this is in spite the fact that Bob had previously told me that he was bringing me to northern MA, "in or around Lowell," and roomie's in southeastern NH. Then, a while later, Bob gets a text message from "his friend, Lou." Okay. But he walks away to respond to it. Hmm. Even after this, I'm still not that curious.
About an hour or so later, we're in his car heading up to this top secret location, and his phone rings. It's Jackie, saying that she tried calling me but that I didn't answer (my phone can be selective with the calls it lets me take), so she asks Bob to tell me to call her back. At this point, I'm wondering about all this Jackie contact in one day. It's very uncommon. But I think I was just trying to convince myself that it couldn't be, only because roomie is usually busybusybusy and has no extra time to do these things nowadays. Apparently, I did a great job of it.
So, in our lovely conversation, I had asked what she was up to, and she said that she was headed home from work, but that she just wanted to wish me a happy birthday and hoped that I was doing well. Okay, that's sweet, Jac. Thank you.
"Now Chrissi, where are you going in Lowell?"
"I have no idea... I don't even know why we're going to Lowell!"
"Are you going to a farm? Milk the cows, maybe?"
"Jackie, are there even farms in Lowell?!"
"I don't know!"
Roomie's weird. Anyway.
We continue on our journey, and then he pulls into some rest area to "ask someone for directions to make sure we're going to the right part of the city." Uh-huh. Riiiiight. So, I'm sitting in the car, at a rest stop, in Lowell, and I have no freaking clue why. Now, as I'm looking out the window, I see through the corner of my eye, someone walking toward the car that isn't Bob and has a bright pink object. Now who could this be?
Oh, hi Jac-- what?! JACKIE?!?!?!? AHHHHH! IT'S ROOMIE, IT'S ROOMIE! I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN 4 MONTHS! :hugs:
And I really need to be more suspicious of these plotting people, who then told me some nutty story about how I should know where we're going because of some place we walked by when we were in college, but I found out that none of it was relevant when we ended up going into some random Dollar Tree store for no reason, and then back out to Jackie's car.
Then we went to IHOP. One of our favorite destinations from the AssCo days. I love pancakes. And Massachusetts. Oh, and maybe Jackie and Bob.
But just a little.
Monday, March 23, 2009
it's been a while. oops!
I've been trying to keep up on this, but things can be crazy sometimes. I don't think I need to explain that.
Working like a maniac lately. Diana's husband had surgery about a month ago after a year and a half of waiting (because the stupid state wouldn't pay without a fight), and now that he's had it, she has to bring him to all kinds of doctor appointments to get him to the next stages of recovery. Right after the surgery, she was out for 5 days and I was doing work for both of us. Then a week later she was out again to bring him to get his stitches removed. And today she was out to take him back to the doctor's so he could get a cast on. Or a boot. I forget which. But he had extensive foot surgery, so recovery will take him 9 months to a year. Poor man.
But anyway, I guess I digressed a little there. My point was that I've been working harder than I did since I got there last June. I get next Monday off though! Thank goodness for birthdays. At least in this case. The boss won't be at work tomorrow though.. going into Boston again for more testing on his stomach. He hates doctors, so that'll probably be really uncomfortable for him. He gave me the keys this morning, which means I get to open up. Yahoooooo!
Yes, I can be just a tad sarcastic at times.
Can't believe it's been almost a year since college graduation. Insanity. I really miss people. More specifically, my really super close friends that I was so used to seeing every day. The ones I could walk to visit in 5 minutes and not think twice about it. Or the one that I shared a room with for 4 years and haven't seen since early November. Jeez. I kinda suck at this. :sigh:
All right, now I think I sound mildly emo. Stopping. I'm so not emo. But I really do miss them.
Very happy that spring is finally here though! Even though it doesn't quite feel like it yet. It was definitely below freezing when I walked outside to start my car this morning. Hmph. No me gusta! March madness at its best. Gotta love it.
<3
Working like a maniac lately. Diana's husband had surgery about a month ago after a year and a half of waiting (because the stupid state wouldn't pay without a fight), and now that he's had it, she has to bring him to all kinds of doctor appointments to get him to the next stages of recovery. Right after the surgery, she was out for 5 days and I was doing work for both of us. Then a week later she was out again to bring him to get his stitches removed. And today she was out to take him back to the doctor's so he could get a cast on. Or a boot. I forget which. But he had extensive foot surgery, so recovery will take him 9 months to a year. Poor man.
But anyway, I guess I digressed a little there. My point was that I've been working harder than I did since I got there last June. I get next Monday off though! Thank goodness for birthdays. At least in this case. The boss won't be at work tomorrow though.. going into Boston again for more testing on his stomach. He hates doctors, so that'll probably be really uncomfortable for him. He gave me the keys this morning, which means I get to open up. Yahoooooo!
Yes, I can be just a tad sarcastic at times.
Can't believe it's been almost a year since college graduation. Insanity. I really miss people. More specifically, my really super close friends that I was so used to seeing every day. The ones I could walk to visit in 5 minutes and not think twice about it. Or the one that I shared a room with for 4 years and haven't seen since early November. Jeez. I kinda suck at this. :sigh:
All right, now I think I sound mildly emo. Stopping. I'm so not emo. But I really do miss them.
Very happy that spring is finally here though! Even though it doesn't quite feel like it yet. It was definitely below freezing when I walked outside to start my car this morning. Hmph. No me gusta! March madness at its best. Gotta love it.
<3
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