Epic, I could rant at length about the deplorable nature of labor* relations in this country. I choose not to because I have finished a week of full-time fieldwork/internship/clinical/choose your term, and am tired and sore and enjoying a drink from the keg of glory** because my supervisor thought I was fantastic and spontaneously offered to be a reference for me in the future.
However, I have done none of the 4 things that I need to do in order to get gold stars*** on my chore chart. Which runs from now until the beginning of March because I need to lose some weight and learn Swedish, but my life is going to be nuts until after Spring Break because, like an idiot, I tried out for Laramie (and +10), and got cast****, but I do not know what parts I will be playing or my damn rehearsal schedule because there are more auditions this weekend because apparently, she did not get who she needed for the cast.
I should go clean something. After I finish my beer and Elementary from last week.
* note lack of capitalization
** and by "keg of glory" I mean 6-pack of Sam Adams I got in the White Elephant at my aunt and uncle's house.
*** Entirely literal, due to seeing a teacher supply store on my way home yesterday
**** The director said that she liked my work!
Not at the moment - if you didn't already have it before the current economic situation, you could only get it as a temp or contractor now.
HAHAHAHAHA oh shit. I mean, I already knew that, but damn. Any time I start thinking about my job and how much I (don't) get paid, I end up in a total rage spiral about the economy and the 1% and the fucked state of healthcare and especially mental health and the culture of fear and 2nd Amendment bullshit...
BTW, rage does nothing to improve a panic attack, in case you were wondering.
Also, I approve heartily of literal gold stars.
Yeah, I'm going into one of the few industries where I could, in fact, get a good, actual job (healthcare), but, even there, it's total bullshit. And I know it's much worse elsewhere in the economy. There are many times when I want to go demand an increase in the minimum wage and that the IRS/Dept of Labor/Whoever crack down on the temp/contract bullshit.
I sometimes have a hard time believing that I've been working for myself for over a decade now.
Right now I just want to say FUCKIT and get some kind of boring, easy corporate job that pays 40k and offers healthcare. Those exist, right?
They do exist, but they are not as plentiful as they once were. We just hired someone fresh out of college in my department in December, so it does happen. I think it depends on the field and all of that as well. Also, I know that some temp jobs offer benefits (my current company goes through an agency that has benefits - I started off that way almost 13 years ago[!!!]).
Gris, I'm so sorry for your losses.
Thanks, y'all. I appreciate it.
Where is everyone? Hello? Is this thing on?
Hi there.
I have a funny story.
They're making me manager at work. Not my dream job but I guess I should be happy, it is more money. That's not the funny story.
My boss was going over the 'customer satisfaction survey' results for the past few months..
Boss: So we're at 68% overall satisfaction
Me: That's bad
Boss: Well we were at 62% for the previous period so we're up 10%!
