The worst thing about the job I have, the fact that I work with dispatchers and schedulers who don't live anywhere near me notwithstanding, is the unpredictability and mystery of the schedule. The number of people who use the company I work for varies daily, weekly, and monthly, though it's a safe bet that, for example, Tuesdays and Thursdays are
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The bitch is that the more I complain and find this job frustrating, it probably means the more money I'm making. Money isn't everything, of course (for example, I'd jump at a library job, as counterlogical as that might seem knowing my personality), but it will help when I actually have the ability to go after something I'd rather do.
This job could be much more tolerable if they would actually hire a scheduler who knows this area and/or hire one or two more drivers to ease the load. The flip side for me, of course is that as I'm paid by the trip, more drivers and less work means less money.
(Of course, I'd be lying if I didn't say my living conditions are part of my frustration.)
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