So some freaky shit went down today, yo ( Read more... )

When I got to work this morning I found an very nice e-mail in my inbox from my supervisor saying that he's been happy with my work and he doesn't want me to stress out. Not to be corny, but I really felt like a weight was lifted off my shoulders ( Read more... )

We've just been informed today that whichever one of the four people in my department is the lowest producer (i.e. does the least amount of data entry) will be fired within the next two weeks ( Read more... )

Things are getting worse at work. For the first time since I've been there, someone from our department was fired (on Friday.) I'm not overly broken up about it since I always found her voice extremely annoying, but still ( Read more... )

Dude, if only I had an icon of Frasier Crane with the words "Oh dear God!" it would be hanging up right here. What a spectacularly shitty day I've had ( Read more... )

When I left work today, there was a layer of ash on my car. It was falling gently like snow. The sky was a strange combination of brown and gray; the sun shone weak and red through the haze. I had to drive all the way home with the air conditioner on as little white particles bounced off the windshield ( Read more... )

So the supervisor called a meeting on Thursday. Management is planning the transition to outsource our jobs to India by January ( Read more... )

So if we don't all make our quota every day at work, our jobs are going to be outsourced to India. Management is already having a company there do some data-entry ( Read more... )

Sorry for the lack of updates peeps, things have been crazy busy around here lately, what with me trying to work at my (full-time) job while still doing the odd bit of transcription work on the side, getting used to waking up an hour earlier to take Sarah (and, in a few weeks, Hunter) to preschool, and staying up half the night to transcribe these ( Read more... )

Holy shit you guys, I got the job (at a legal support company.) I start Tuesday. I'm nervous; I hope I'll like it. The guy I interviewed with seemed really cool so maybe it won't be so bad. (He's 25 and already manages a small firm. I'm 32 and thanking God for the chance to work for him. What the fuck am I doing wrong with my life? Seriously ( Read more... )