Perhaps not my best day ever :(

Sep 12, 2008 01:30

I will go into this in much more detail later, but I had a very stressful evening tonight. I went to a work meeting, and learned that aside from the once-a-week tours I'm slated to give, I will no longer be getting paid for any of the work I do for Admissions. Instead of that, they're instating this ridiculous points system, where the type and quantity of work you do gets you a certain number of points. At the end of the semester they are added up, and you are given some kind of undetermined "reward". I mean, this is obviously completely financially illogical, and in no way a good incentive for people to work. What am I going to do with points? In less than a year, I will have an apartment, a car, and a year of grad school to pay for, closely followed by a slew of school loans that need to be paid off (and that's just the major expenses). What I need is to get paid. I'm going to stop by the office Monday morning and have a long conversation with this new guy, and hope that he actually listens to what I have to say.

Also, I had heard nothing of this, but I got an email from my former Child in America professor addressing concerns that apparently had been going around the MAT candidate pool about more stringent requirements for the program, presumably due to increased state requirements. The email basically said "Everything's fine, you're fine, we're dealing with it and if you're qualified you'll totally get in," but even though I knew it was going to be OK, the subject was scary to me considering the news I had just gotten. One part of my life had just started to fall through; I didn't want to think about having another part taken away from me. Luckily it is going to be fine, so I don't have to freak out.

Some time to cool off helped. (Going to the VOICES fiction reading by E.J. Levy, then coming home to drink hot chocolate with Bailey's and watch "Firefly" with my roommates may also have eased the tension.) But I'm still really pissed. I doubt he'll reconsider and start paying us again, but at least I'll voice my opinions to him. Maybe they'll do some good after all.

Sarah

school, work, worries

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