Wednesday, October 26, 2016

High-tech life-support systems keep the swordfish going for reasons not entirely clear

We've been doing bullshit work for a couple weeks now, when we even have work at all. Really, we're the fire brigade, kept on just in case some kind of shit hits the fan and the law firms need bodies to do grunt work. Currently, we are doing reviews that the firm itself has done repeatedly -- they don't expect us to find anything, because they believe they already have found everything worth finding. They might be wrong, but they are probably right, and they certainly aren't relying on a bunch of mouth-breathing temps to find the stuff they might have missed. They probably already found everything worth finding, and they certainly don't think we will find it if they didn't. So there you go.

Why are we still here, you might ask? Because the firm gets to bill our time to the client -- at a mark-up -- the agency gets to bill our time to the firm -- at a mark-up -- and we still get paid. No one has any incentive to cut us all loose until there simply is no plausible reason for keeping us. Personally, I think that moment arrives either at the end of the day tomorrow or Friday. Anything beyond that is shameless padding, featherbedding, milking, whatever you want to call it.

Of course, that doesn't mean it won't happen.

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