Thursday, December 10, 2015

Rude awakening

There we were, cruising along having just been assured the project would last into the next year without much changing and then BOOM, how do you feel about going from 60 hours to 40 for the foreseeable future?

The answer for a lot of folks was, "Not good."

Anyway, yesterday the firm sent somebody in at about 5 p.m. to let us know that we were now capped at 40 hours, effective immediately, please plan accordingly and, oh, by the way, you have to work five days a week.

Well, some of us already had 20 hours for the week by the time they told us, meaning we were supposed to do six-hour days for the rest of the week, or something like that. Well, fuck it, I got sick. I didn't go in today because of my horrible case of the I-have-to-find-another-gig flu. Two short days and a weekend off, and I hope to be on a heavy overtime project on Monday. Just another jolting reminder that they don't call us temps for nothing. And, of course, further proof that Rule No. 2 always applies. Take the overtime while they offer it, baby, because it's going away at some point.

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