Yes! I am!
Thanks to the R.C., I have a two-week gig doing data entry. It's enough (with my last check from Buehler) to pay my January bills, so that's a relief.
Of course, working by the hour carries a different responsibility than being on salary. Basically, I feel that if I'm being paid by the hour, I should be working every hour that I'm there.
Doesn't leave time for my usual leisurely schedule of blogging a bit, reading some news, swilling endless cups of coffee, and wriggling my toes in the sunshine.
In fact, I'm having to take tomorrow off to get all of those "chores" done that I'd been putting off. Visit to the bank, the post office, renew license tags on car, drop Buehler's gift off at the office, stuff like that.
Typical of me, isn't it? I get a job, work 2-1/2 days, and take a day off. Heh.
So, no time to chat about Yami No Matsuei, which I'm watching for the fourth time in my (limited) time off.
Or Stargate: Atlantis, which I've reluctantly been sucked into. (I've seen S1 and parts of S2. I'm not happy about what they seem to have done to Ford, although I haven't seen the entire storyline. I want to lick Ronon from head to toe and back again, though.)
I haven't done a bit of drawing since class ended. I honestly intended to start scheduling my days to leave some time for a bit of practice every day but then last Thursday, the R.C. called and said their temp, who was scheduled to start, I believe, at 8:00 that morning had, instead, left a cowardly voicemail in the middle of the night saying she had decided, instead, to move to Tennessee.
Who moves to Tennessee on the spur of the moment? I see Tennessee as the kind of place people are dragged, kicking and screaming into.
Still. Her loss, my gain.
It's a gain for the R.C. and her co-workers as well because, without being incredibly arrogant, I feel confident in saying that I'm a much better employee than the Tennessee Woman was. I show up.
After tomorrow's trip to the post office (and a bit of surreptitious wrapping), I'll be ready for the holiday. Which is a relief. Us working gals don't have an unlimited amount of time to spend messing about, getting ready for the holidays. Heh.
It's nice to be earning money and the work isn't at all hard. If it only paid twice as much an hours, I'd be in clover. As it is, I'm...well, I'm at least in bluegrass. Which doesn't suck.
Anyhow. Blogging will be light, but I'll make a serious effort to show up again in a day or two. Maybe my visit to Buehler tomorrow will produce something interesting?
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P.S. L-i-K-S? My apologies, but your gift will be late. It finally arrived but I can't get it picked up from the post office, wrapped, and reshipped in time to get it to you before Christmas.
Posted by AnneZook at 08:52 PM | Comments (3)Okay, now I'm grouchy.
Last Thursday, the mouse on my laptop inexplicably stopped working. After a few days of trying everything (reboot, restore to an earlier date, buy a new mouse), I called Dell today, only to be told that my one-year warranty expired on the day I ordered my computer last year, and not on the day (about two weeks later) that I actually received a working machine (the first one arrived broken). So, I missed getting warranty support by two days.
It's like something out of a cartoon or a bad joke. The stupid computer worked perfectly until three days before the warranty expired and just because I elected to try and figure out the problem myself before calling the manufacturer, now I won't be able to get it fixed.
The question now, of course, is do I pay Dell $50 for non-warranty tech support so they can tell me the USB ports aren't working and to take it somewhere to get it fixed, or do I just assume that's what they'll say and got ahead and take it somewhere to get it fixed?
I had many amusing topics to blog. The mouse (four-legged variety). Last Tuesday's Christmas party. Buehler and the gang. Now I'm not in the mood.
(I will slay the first person who points out that I should have bought the extended warranty because after the first year is when you're likely to need it. I had an offer to extend my warranty in my e-mail and I was thinking about it but I thought I had another couple of weeks to decide if that was the best use of my money now, while I'm unemployed.) (Possibly, had I opened the e-mail, instead of just thinking about what it probably said, I'd have noticed that there was a two-week gap between when I thought the warranty was going to expire and when they thought it was going to expire.)