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dolariOkay, week in review.
With my supervisor in India, I've actually had a pretty decent time at work. I'm really digging Sundays, since I come into t work and actually talk on the phone for about 2 hours in total. It's a veyr slow day, and I like that as my first day of work.
A few days later, I got reassigned to another manager, (which hopefully means new supervisor).
Now here's where things get vague. I really really need to get this off my chest, but I also don't want to put the trust this person put on us to be broken...it's a pretty far reaching announcement and has been sitting pretty heavily on my mind since I was told it.
Basically, a person who would know such things has told us that if we are real employees, look for other jobs in the company. If we are temps, try to stick around as long as you can, but look for new jobs. NOW. I was not supposed to be told this, but was told simply because this person didn't want a repeat of the 2001 nightmare, and he wanted us to have real transitions to new jobs instead of getting the pat on the shoulder and a cardboard box.
Three months.
On one hand, I'm pretty relieved. Three months beats the three day notice I had before (and the no-day notice most of the employees got). I can't help but wonder, though, what the hell I'm going to do? I've been wanting to get out of the tech business for a while now, and I'm SERIOUSLY soured on phone work at all (Im sure, given enough time, all phone work in the world will go to India). I've made my last Big Purchases for my computer, the truck fund is slowly going up, Dean and I are set for the forseeable future with a pretty decent cushion if we're careful (ramen anyone?). But I have NO other marketable skills. I draw, sure, but I don't have the art degree most of the places want. I'm good at desktop publishing, but all my experience in that was back in 2000. Not to mention, on top of all that, I'm a freak. What to do, what to do....
In other news, I got a real reassuring feeling today. Dean has found out they never extended his lease on this place, and is looking into new apartments. When I told him he could use my truck to lug stuff around he said "I hope so, we're moving your stuff, too." I had just naturally assumed that I was not part of that equation. I've been sitting here all this time thinking I was a damn inconvenience to him and his girlfriend, and he's figuring me into this thing...wow. He's told me he likes having me around, but I still thought I was at least SOME inconvenience....
Not to mention we're looking at going back to Hyde Park. :)
So on one hand, I'm sad that I'm going to have to look for a new job, and on the other, happy that I'm wanted.
With my supervisor in India, I've actually had a pretty decent time at work. I'm really digging Sundays, since I come into t work and actually talk on the phone for about 2 hours in total. It's a veyr slow day, and I like that as my first day of work.
A few days later, I got reassigned to another manager, (which hopefully means new supervisor).
Now here's where things get vague. I really really need to get this off my chest, but I also don't want to put the trust this person put on us to be broken...it's a pretty far reaching announcement and has been sitting pretty heavily on my mind since I was told it.
Basically, a person who would know such things has told us that if we are real employees, look for other jobs in the company. If we are temps, try to stick around as long as you can, but look for new jobs. NOW. I was not supposed to be told this, but was told simply because this person didn't want a repeat of the 2001 nightmare, and he wanted us to have real transitions to new jobs instead of getting the pat on the shoulder and a cardboard box.
Three months.
On one hand, I'm pretty relieved. Three months beats the three day notice I had before (and the no-day notice most of the employees got). I can't help but wonder, though, what the hell I'm going to do? I've been wanting to get out of the tech business for a while now, and I'm SERIOUSLY soured on phone work at all (Im sure, given enough time, all phone work in the world will go to India). I've made my last Big Purchases for my computer, the truck fund is slowly going up, Dean and I are set for the forseeable future with a pretty decent cushion if we're careful (ramen anyone?). But I have NO other marketable skills. I draw, sure, but I don't have the art degree most of the places want. I'm good at desktop publishing, but all my experience in that was back in 2000. Not to mention, on top of all that, I'm a freak. What to do, what to do....
In other news, I got a real reassuring feeling today. Dean has found out they never extended his lease on this place, and is looking into new apartments. When I told him he could use my truck to lug stuff around he said "I hope so, we're moving your stuff, too." I had just naturally assumed that I was not part of that equation. I've been sitting here all this time thinking I was a damn inconvenience to him and his girlfriend, and he's figuring me into this thing...wow. He's told me he likes having me around, but I still thought I was at least SOME inconvenience....
Not to mention we're looking at going back to Hyde Park. :)
So on one hand, I'm sad that I'm going to have to look for a new job, and on the other, happy that I'm wanted.
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Almost ANYTHING is better than returning to San Antonio
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