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So, here I am, on a Saturday afternoon. Right now, I don't much care about anything. I'm kind of numb.
This is my one day off this weekend. I just spent two hours watching Bill & Ted's Bogus Journey, laughing my ass off. I should have spent that time online, reading articles for my courses. Or doing dishes. Or updating my resume on Monster and Workopolis. But I didn't do any of that.
I intended to go out tonight and dance my ass off at The Albion, like I have for the past two evenings already. But I don't think so. I've had a scratchy throat for the past few days, and my nose started running yesterday - and the last thing I need right now is to get sick. I'll have to forgo my bouncer fix for today.
The workplace is a bit stressful right now. They want us to work every waking moment, as fast as possible, to get as much processed as possible. Unfortunately, that doesn't seem to be happening too much right now. The 'old temps' are starting to cop a bit of an attitude: "So what? Fire me if you don't like it!" The 'new kids' are being expected to push themselves to work very hard for the next few days while ignoring the attitudes of their more experienced co-workers and supervisors. (That's definitely not working too well - out of the five, only one intended to work any overtime this weekend.)
It's getting hard for me, the always-110%-giving and utterly loyal worker that I am, to not be affected by my environment. It's damn toxic in there now. The gossip is getting rather vicious, and is no longer confined to the lunchroom.
I'd say the place is sinking into utter chaos, but that would be an insult to all things chaotic.
I'll head over to SoylenTemps on Monday afternoon, to get them started on finding me another placement. Can't put it off much longer.
I have another 40 hours to go in DasFoamyplace, then I'm out of there. Four days. I can do it.
This is my one day off this weekend. I just spent two hours watching Bill & Ted's Bogus Journey, laughing my ass off. I should have spent that time online, reading articles for my courses. Or doing dishes. Or updating my resume on Monster and Workopolis. But I didn't do any of that.
I intended to go out tonight and dance my ass off at The Albion, like I have for the past two evenings already. But I don't think so. I've had a scratchy throat for the past few days, and my nose started running yesterday - and the last thing I need right now is to get sick. I'll have to forgo my bouncer fix for today.
The workplace is a bit stressful right now. They want us to work every waking moment, as fast as possible, to get as much processed as possible. Unfortunately, that doesn't seem to be happening too much right now. The 'old temps' are starting to cop a bit of an attitude: "So what? Fire me if you don't like it!" The 'new kids' are being expected to push themselves to work very hard for the next few days while ignoring the attitudes of their more experienced co-workers and supervisors. (That's definitely not working too well - out of the five, only one intended to work any overtime this weekend.)
It's getting hard for me, the always-110%-giving and utterly loyal worker that I am, to not be affected by my environment. It's damn toxic in there now. The gossip is getting rather vicious, and is no longer confined to the lunchroom.
I'd say the place is sinking into utter chaos, but that would be an insult to all things chaotic.
I'll head over to SoylenTemps on Monday afternoon, to get them started on finding me another placement. Can't put it off much longer.
I have another 40 hours to go in DasFoamyplace, then I'm out of there. Four days. I can do it.