Jun 26, 2008 19:33
I won't have a job come September. Neither will anyone else who works night shift at the hospital. Out of like 50 people, they're keeping 12, and that includes managers. Also getting the can are lots of my favorite full-timers.
The hospital will have 25 inpatient beds and 25 outpatient ones. The cafeteria will only serve breakfast and lunch, and will not be open on weekends or holidays. Foodservice will have like 5 people staffed at a time.
All told, the hospital will be laying off four to five HUNDRED people.
This sucks.
EDITED TO ADD:
My day just got worse. Because I tried to put on these nice grey pants to wear out tonight, and I can't button them. So I tried on a pair of khakis and they don't button either. Both are Editor pants from Express, size 0. Yeah, whine whine, I can't fit into my size 0 pants. But this hasn't happened since I was like 14. For the better part of the last decade I've had to keep buying smaller clothes. Now I need to lose some pudge to fit into them again.
So I'm wearing a really cute pair of jeans. Whatever.
I'm a terrible person because I don't know what bothers me more right at this second. That's so trivial of me.
work,
me