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She's home and safe. This is good. :-)
I'm going to go see her in the next half hour or so (cooking some dinner for me, first).
On the job front, though, I'm sad and scared.
I haven't been able to either fax or email my contract information back to my agency (have tried numerous times, but the documents aren't getting through), and I'm really worried about how this will effect my chances at getting paid (at least in a timely manner).
Also, I don't have anything scheduled for next week, and the only offer I had was for a two-day (weekend) minutes-taking job -- which was filled long before I even got the damn phone message that it was available.
I don't like this, and I don't understand it. If I'm "at the top of [everybody's] list," why the hell haven't they found me something (substantial) yet???
It doesn't help that the contract I've got right now doesn't actually have enough work for me to support full-time hours. At least not at the rate that it's coming in.
I left early on Tuesday because I had another job to go to.
Today, I ran out of work by, like, noon. And that was with doing extra checking and revisions. I actually managed to kill almost four full hours (mostly chatting with Idioglossia via Outlook emails) before my boss turned up.
At which point, I guess my "I need something to do" came out more "impatient" and less "eager" than I had intended because she said. "Well go home. I'm not paying you to warm the chair."
Which, admittedly (1) I had contemplated vollunteering to do, and (2) was handy for me, anyway, since I needed to pick up groceries for tomorrow.
However.
Most people, when told by their temp that they've got nothing on the plate right now and are available for anything that might come up, typically are overjoyed and go "Great! Can you do X, Y and Z for me?"
So this response came as a bit of a shock. Particularly given the wording.
Cause, frankly, she *is* paying me to "warm the chair". She's paying me to be available as and when the various documents are ready for revision.
It's not like I'm *happy* that they aren't. :-P
I feel sick to my stomach again, and I'm just so tired of this.
There's nothing like being apparently perpetually unemployed to make one *feel* unemployable.
And now I'm going to see Sara, and what I really want is to have her hold onto me and tell me that things'll work out (or something, though I don't know what she'd tell me, and doubt that she'll be up to dealing with me Falling Apart right now) and sleep beside me tonight. But I have to come back to my place so that the walk to work will be manageable. :-P
As such, this partially sucks.
But I DO get to see her. :-)
That'll be nice. :-)
I'm going to go see her in the next half hour or so (cooking some dinner for me, first).
On the job front, though, I'm sad and scared.
I haven't been able to either fax or email my contract information back to my agency (have tried numerous times, but the documents aren't getting through), and I'm really worried about how this will effect my chances at getting paid (at least in a timely manner).
Also, I don't have anything scheduled for next week, and the only offer I had was for a two-day (weekend) minutes-taking job -- which was filled long before I even got the damn phone message that it was available.
I don't like this, and I don't understand it. If I'm "at the top of [everybody's] list," why the hell haven't they found me something (substantial) yet???
It doesn't help that the contract I've got right now doesn't actually have enough work for me to support full-time hours. At least not at the rate that it's coming in.
I left early on Tuesday because I had another job to go to.
Today, I ran out of work by, like, noon. And that was with doing extra checking and revisions. I actually managed to kill almost four full hours (mostly chatting with Idioglossia via Outlook emails) before my boss turned up.
At which point, I guess my "I need something to do" came out more "impatient" and less "eager" than I had intended because she said. "Well go home. I'm not paying you to warm the chair."
Which, admittedly (1) I had contemplated vollunteering to do, and (2) was handy for me, anyway, since I needed to pick up groceries for tomorrow.
However.
Most people, when told by their temp that they've got nothing on the plate right now and are available for anything that might come up, typically are overjoyed and go "Great! Can you do X, Y and Z for me?"
So this response came as a bit of a shock. Particularly given the wording.
Cause, frankly, she *is* paying me to "warm the chair". She's paying me to be available as and when the various documents are ready for revision.
It's not like I'm *happy* that they aren't. :-P
I feel sick to my stomach again, and I'm just so tired of this.
There's nothing like being apparently perpetually unemployed to make one *feel* unemployable.
And now I'm going to see Sara, and what I really want is to have her hold onto me and tell me that things'll work out (or something, though I don't know what she'd tell me, and doubt that she'll be up to dealing with me Falling Apart right now) and sleep beside me tonight. But I have to come back to my place so that the walk to work will be manageable. :-P
As such, this partially sucks.
But I DO get to see her. :-)
That'll be nice. :-)
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