I'll start off by reminding everyone how much I hate Christmas. It's all so fake. I'm not nice the other 364 days (365 in a leap year), why should I pretend to be nice on Christmas? For those of you that are politically correct, it's the holiday season and not Christmas. I think the political shit is enough for me to hate the whole damned month of December.
That little rant aside, I need to let the world know something. If one more fucking person asks me to donate money for some cause, or for a needy co-worker, or buffing Santa's ass, I'm going to go bat-shit crazy. Everyone seems to have their hand out during the holidays. Let me let you in on a little secret. Yes, I have a degree from a great university, but no, I don't use it, I'm stuck in a mindless, processing job because a job that utilizes my skills hasn't opened up and because I've made a few mistakes along the way. I only made $25,000 last year. Granted I live in the Midwest where the cost of living is manageable, but still, I'm fucking poor. With no goevernment assistance, I don't let the government buy my food and formula.
The last three requests I received were understandable, but still undo able. Someone at work approached me about donating money for our housekeeper. I'd like to be able to help, but in the grand scheme of things, We probably made about the same amount of money. The biggest exception, is that I have three mouths to feed while she has just herself.
The second request was for my boss, She put up a lien on her house so that her husband could open a restaurant that didn't pan out. She just lost her house in kind of a messy ordeal and they are having to go through a bankruptcy, She is 40 and now has no retirement. Again, I'd love to help, but I still remind myself that she makes at least $60,000 per year, I'm not in a position to help someone making 2 1/2 times what I make.
The Third request was for a program that the lab runs, instead of picking a needy family in the community, everyone in the lab chips in and helps three or four families in need in lab. First of all, I'm sure I'm the poorest family in the lab, I have the lowest paying job in the lab and have three mouths to feed, Everyone else that works with me has a spouse that works. Secondly, I think the pathologists that make $300,000 a year can pick up this tab, 6 of the 8 are single, and the other two are married to one another without kids, you know they're rolling in dough, How dare they even ask me to "Dig deep this year", because it's a tight year for everyone.
The last thing I'm going to bitch about today is the mismanagement of funds here in our lab. There's an ongoing rivalry between the first and second shifts, The first shift hates us because we're given a shift differential of $2.00 an hour more than our base pay, We hate first shift because, They leave us work they should have completed some days, and on other days they stay to finish work, eating up overtime, forcing managers to cut hours for other people. My hours are secure because I'm one of the few full time employees, I split my time between several different sections so it'd be impossible for them to cut my hours, What management has proposed is that we send people home from second shift early to save money.
I'm pissed off for two reasons, There is an equal workload on each shift, but They have twice the people, Secondly, They only eat up overtime because they take too many breaks during the day, they're given a 30 min breakfast break, a 30 min lunch break and another 15 min break. I get one 30 minute break, that is if I have time to take it, this time is automatically deducted from my paycheck and it takes an act of God to correct it with payroll. Basically if first shift had more people like me, as opposed to lazy old women, the work would get done in plenty of times and you wouldn't have to take money from the pockets of part time employees.
By the way, I have a friend who accidentally got two wii's this holiday season, he and he dad both waited in line and somehow they both got one, and they're looking to sell it, if you need a wii hit me up and I'll see how much they want for it.
Happy holidays, and remember hay-zoos (Jesus) would want you to have a good time and get bombed at his b-day.