workFirst of all, I signed up for NANIWRIMO. I don't know how the hell I'm gonna have time, but whatever, I'll try it.
On to the update bit. SO much happened yesterday. I got to work and found out that the smarmy, greasy, flirty, aging guy from my training class finally got the axe. You remember the downstairs neighbor from Three's Company? Not Don Knots, but the smarmy guy Larry with the chest hair and gold chains? Yeah, that was this guy. Ewww.
Anyways, so then my Team Lead came to talk to me about getting the hell out of Outbound. She asked if, since next week's schedule had already been posted, I could work Outbound next week, and switch the week after. I was ok with that, as long as I get out of there as quick as possible.
Fast forward to the end of first break, where I get stopped by a woman who looks vaguely familiar. She wants to know what shift I'll work when I go to Inbound. I tell her I prefer graveyard, but I have no problem with swing, and I'll do days if I have to. "You want graveyard??!!?? That's 9:00PM-5:00AM!" I told her that was fine. She said she had *plenty* of graveyard shifts available and that she'd be right back.
An hour or so later, she shows up again. Says the seasonal graveyard shift doesn't start for another month. Would I be ok with starting 3:00-11:00PM shifts this coming week? I told her that was fine, and asked if she meant this week, or next week, like I had been told earlier. She confirmed that I would start this week, since there is someone in Inbound who wants to swap shifts with me and can do it this week. Sweet!
So, she goes away again, but comes back a minute later, with another woman in tow. The first woman looks at the second, points at me and says "There she is, ask her." Turns out the new woman works our direction desk and makes up the schedules and such. She asks if I would be ok with being a "backup" graveyard person. This means that if someone on graveyard will be gone and they need the help, the Graveyard Team Lead would contact me to see if I will fill in. No problem. The first lady looks back at the second and says, "She's flexable, I told you she'd do it." So they toddle off together.
Later, I find out that I won't get my new schedule before I leave for the weekend, so I had to call in today to find out when I work next.
Thursday. I don't have to work until Thursday. If only we had some more money on hand, we'd run north and visit TheAlpha and Kisa, just for shits. The check for this next week's hours will lick some sweaty balls, but it's worth it to get the hell out of telemarketing.
On top of all this, they also posted a new job that I think I would be perfect for. The job is creating custom holiday cards for our big corporate customers in Photoshop all day. That would be soooo sweet. So I sent off my resume and a link to some of my work. Exciting day over all.
This entry has taken hours to write. Mostly because I took a nap and went grocery shopping in the middle of it. Ha Ha.
Over the next few days, I'll be able to work on the present I'm knitting and read the rest of the library books I have out. I need to get my hands on the next couple Anita Blake novels. Hmm.
Okies, I'm done.
Fast forward to the end of first break, where I get stopped by a woman who looks vaguely familiar. She wants to know what shift I'll work when I go to Inbound. I tell her I prefer graveyard, but I have no problem with swing, and I'll do days if I have to. "You want graveyard??!!?? That's 9:00PM-5:00AM!" I told her that was fine. She said she had *plenty* of graveyard shifts available and that she'd be right back.
An hour or so later, she shows up again. Says the seasonal graveyard shift doesn't start for another month. Would I be ok with starting 3:00-11:00PM shifts this coming week? I told her that was fine, and asked if she meant this week, or next week, like I had been told earlier. She confirmed that I would start this week, since there is someone in Inbound who wants to swap shifts with me and can do it this week. Sweet!
So, she goes away again, but comes back a minute later, with another woman in tow. The first woman looks at the second, points at me and says "There she is, ask her." Turns out the new woman works our direction desk and makes up the schedules and such. She asks if I would be ok with being a "backup" graveyard person. This means that if someone on graveyard will be gone and they need the help, the Graveyard Team Lead would contact me to see if I will fill in. No problem. The first lady looks back at the second and says, "She's flexable, I told you she'd do it." So they toddle off together.
Later, I find out that I won't get my new schedule before I leave for the weekend, so I had to call in today to find out when I work next.
Thursday. I don't have to work until Thursday. If only we had some more money on hand, we'd run north and visit TheAlpha and Kisa, just for shits. The check for this next week's hours will lick some sweaty balls, but it's worth it to get the hell out of telemarketing.
On top of all this, they also posted a new job that I think I would be perfect for. The job is creating custom holiday cards for our big corporate customers in Photoshop all day. That would be soooo sweet. So I sent off my resume and a link to some of my work. Exciting day over all.
This entry has taken hours to write. Mostly because I took a nap and went grocery shopping in the middle of it. Ha Ha.
Over the next few days, I'll be able to work on the present I'm knitting and read the rest of the library books I have out. I need to get my hands on the next couple Anita Blake novels. Hmm.
Okies, I'm done.
