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Still virtually no snow on the ground, though the weather's been at least in the -teens, and usually the -20s lately. It's depressing and sad-looking.

And I'm depressed anyhow.

I've been trying to be good and not let it affect me, because my prospects are better than many.

My work at RCC is ending next week on the 23rd. I've already said I'll stop in the 24th (they're open a half-day morning) to pack up my own stuff and do some essential sorting of the chaos on my desk and labelling it for whomever comes in next.

This was a temp job that started as one day a week in November 200, to last until the end of December 2006. It later expanded to 2 days a week, and kept being renewed, until they finally said indefinitely.

They've been happy with me for the most part, mainly because the ladies I work with make my habit of arriving slightly late look normal. (And like the woman who arrives after me, I tend to end up making up the time at the end of the day and leaving late, too - half the time because I just don't notice 4:30 happening through whatever I'm doing).

However, they decided they need a person part-time in another area, and wanted to combine the two into one full-time person (as they're paying the temp agency considerably more than they're paying me, any lack of benefits form my part-time status is more than et up.) It happens that the other area they're hiring for (payroll) is work I've technically not done. And while I know for a fact, based on past experience, that I would probably learn the duties in no time flat, I've also been doing low-end office work for them; the typing and editing - especially editing - of therapist reports is probably the highest level of work they've assigned me, and it doesn't exactly demand learning several computer programs. So they don't know, and the most likely interviewer is the person who told me my term was ending.

Officially it's ending the 31st, but I'm not available the 29th through 31st, and they're closed the 28th (to make up for Boxing Day).

Apparently, this either is, or is very close to, the record for the longest temp term position in the agency's history.

Anyhow, the agency is looking on my behalf, and I mean to let them do the heavy lifting at least for a while. Though I might have to tweak my resume some.

And I did point one friend who's been doing payroll to the new position, assuming the RCC has it advertised anywhere. Someone should benefit, and it's a decent place to work (accounting for its quirks).

Conviron, my other off-and-on location, still likes me, though they've been one to two days a month, and there's no guarantee even now of more. (I was there Thursday while the staff went to a restaurant for their Christmas Party - and didn't even injure myself this time as I did the last two.) They'd never put up with me arriving late regularly, but there I'm restricted by bus times anyhow.

At any rate, i thought I was taking it well, and I've been doing my best to be gracious. Except that this morning I was running WAY behind, and I should have caught the bus (So as to only be 3-5 minutes late), and instead my answer was "Fuck it" and I walked, because I needed the walk more than I needed to please them, and they couldn't say anything to me that would make me care. (And then I was first one there in our particular office.)

Small thing, but it was a sign that maybe I wasn't as easy about it as I'd thought. And yup, I've been feeling a bit frustrated all day, and a bit hurt. I guess it's just that it seemed for a while like there might be a day or two in january, too, especially to make up for the missing week at the end of December.

Well, the missing week is mostly cabining. Will be fun.

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Still virtually no snow on the ground, though the weather's been at least in the -teens, and usually the -20s lately. It's depressing and sad-looking.

And I'm depressed anyhow.

I've been trying to be good and not let it affect me, because my prospects are better than many.

My work at RCC is ending next week on the 23rd. I've already said I'll stop in the 24th (they're open a half-day morning) to pack up my own stuff and do some essential sorting of the chaos on my desk and labelling it for whomever comes in next.

This was a temp job that started as one day a week in November 200, to last until the end of December 2006. It later expanded to 2 days a week, and kept being renewed, until they finally said indefinitely.

They've been happy with me for the most part, mainly because the ladies I work with make my habit of arriving slightly late look normal. (And like the woman who arrives after me, I tend to end up making up the time at the end of the day and leaving late, too - half the time because I just don't notice 4:30 happening through whatever I'm doing).

However, they decided they need a person part-time in another area, and wanted to combine the two into one full-time person (as they're paying the temp agency considerably more than they're paying me, any lack of benefits form my part-time status is more than et up.) It happens that the other area they're hiring for (payroll) is work I've technically not done. And while I know for a fact, based on past experience, that I would probably learn the duties in no time flat, I've also been doing low-end office work for them; the typing and editing - especially editing - of therapist reports is probably the highest level of work they've assigned me, and it doesn't exactly demand learning several computer programs. So they don't know, and the most likely interviewer is the person who told me my term was ending.

Officially it's ending the 31st, but I'm not available the 29th through 31st, and they're closed the 28th (to make up for Boxing Day).

Apparently, this either is, or is very close to, the record for the longest temp term position in the agency's history.

Anyhow, the agency is looking on my behalf, and I mean to let them do the heavy lifting at least for a while. Though I might have to tweak my resume some.

And I did point one friend who's been doing payroll to the new position, assuming the RCC has it advertised anywhere. Someone should benefit, and it's a decent place to work (accounting for its quirks).

Conviron, my other off-and-on location, still likes me, though they've been one to two days a month, and there's no guarantee even now of more. (I was there Thursday while the staff went to a restaurant for their Christmas Party - and didn't even injure myself this time as I did the last two.) They'd never put up with me arriving late regularly, but there I'm restricted by bus times anyhow.

At any rate, i thought I was taking it well, and I've been doing my best to be gracious. Except that this morning I was running WAY behind, and I should have caught the bus (So as to only be 3-5 minutes late), and instead my answer was "Fuck it" and I walked, because I needed the walk more than I needed to please them, and they couldn't say anything to me that would make me care. (And then I was first one there in our particular office.)

Small thing, but it was a sign that maybe I wasn't as easy about it as I'd thought. And yup, I've been feeling a bit frustrated all day, and a bit hurt. I guess it's just that it seemed for a while like there might be a day or two in january, too, especially to make up for the missing week at the end of December.

Well, the missing week is mostly cabining. Will be fun.