I passed

My score on the final:  82.  It’s not nearly as as high as I wanted it to be, but since anything above 80 counts as “mastery of material,” which is what the managers and VPs want to see when they look at numbers, I’m in good graces.  I start Monday on a seven-to-four M-F shift.

I filled out my schedule requests for January today, and put as my first preference a M-F shift starting sometime between six and eight in the morning, the earlier the better.  I did my best to keep my Saturdays open; of the six choices I had to submit, five of them asked for Saturday off.  I ran out of possible combinations, so choice number six was a Tuesday-Saturday schedule.  I also expressed preference for working Sundays if I have to work weekend overtime.

And in the meantime, I’m calling up Burnett Staffing and asking for weekend clerical/office gigs, which I’m really gonna need around Christmas week.  It turns out that our queue is being all but closed down that week, with calls being re-routed to Bangalore and Hyderabad.  While I admire the goal of giving employees here time to spend with their families, the fact is that I need the hours on the clock.  I can’t pay the bills with warm fuzzy feelings.  To that end, tomorrow morning I’m going out to spend the day making follow-up customer satisfaction calls to new Southwestern Bell DSL subscribers, giving them the tech support number they should call if they’re having problems.  Ain’t fun and it pays badly, but it’s indoors and sitting down.

The poison ivy of Rube Goldberg is unmediated.  Fnord.