Go figure
Had to change my bloody password again. Go figure.
Okay, so back in Kansas. The job I finally got in Tennesse was kind enough to handle the transfer of my class and the offices I would be working for, but fixing the pay rate took until the end of March, and it was seasonal and ended in April. So, I checked with the old job and managed to get back with them through the end of the school year... and now it's try to find a something to do for the summer, or hope lots and lots of people don't want to work come August. Of course, I'll go back to work for the other in... January, most likely. Possibly October. I am tecnically not unemployed. I believe the term is under-employed? No idea.
The sucky part is that I have the oh-so-great joy of the upstairs bedroom (yes, I do crawl up them half the time, but at least now I can usually get down them mostly vertical) at Mom's because my house got rented out in October. The month before I came back, yeah, because that's when I got hired and there was excitement that "yah, job!" might mean happy paychecks to pay rent with, or at least help with bills where I was...
Which didn't happen because of reasons. So, lost one job would have started Friday and had to do hasty tranferences of the other, never did get the phone bill caught up, did get a loverly ER bill the insurance I did finally get apparently decided not to pay - and I cannot figure out how to confirm that because the bill got sent to this partner payment center, who says the hospital has to confirm the insurance pays, and the hospital says "your balance is zero, oh, you're paying through our partner, so you have to contact them" and they say check with the hospital. *mightymassiveheaddeskandbeatingonbrickwalls* I have opted for fuck it there.
Actually, have pretty much opted for fuck it on life in general. The world is politely requested to stop so I can get off.
Did this not post? Fine. Reposting.
Okay, so back in Kansas. The job I finally got in Tennesse was kind enough to handle the transfer of my class and the offices I would be working for, but fixing the pay rate took until the end of March, and it was seasonal and ended in April. So, I checked with the old job and managed to get back with them through the end of the school year... and now it's try to find a something to do for the summer, or hope lots and lots of people don't want to work come August. Of course, I'll go back to work for the other in... January, most likely. Possibly October. I am tecnically not unemployed. I believe the term is under-employed? No idea.
The sucky part is that I have the oh-so-great joy of the upstairs bedroom (yes, I do crawl up them half the time, but at least now I can usually get down them mostly vertical) at Mom's because my house got rented out in October. The month before I came back, yeah, because that's when I got hired and there was excitement that "yah, job!" might mean happy paychecks to pay rent with, or at least help with bills where I was...
Which didn't happen because of reasons. So, lost one job would have started Friday and had to do hasty tranferences of the other, never did get the phone bill caught up, did get a loverly ER bill the insurance I did finally get apparently decided not to pay - and I cannot figure out how to confirm that because the bill got sent to this partner payment center, who says the hospital has to confirm the insurance pays, and the hospital says "your balance is zero, oh, you're paying through our partner, so you have to contact them" and they say check with the hospital. *mightymassiveheaddeskandbeatingonbrickwalls* I have opted for fuck it there.
Actually, have pretty much opted for fuck it on life in general. The world is politely requested to stop so I can get off.
Did this not post? Fine. Reposting.