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Those of you who know me know that I haven't been working the last couple of weeks.

There's an old saying that I probably should have heeded a long time ago: "No Neways is good news."

As I've mentioned before, I've had some problems with the place I worked. Just to recap, my former employer, Neways, recently switched my shift with a day's notice. A week after the switch, I discovered that the company used the switch as an excuse to cut my pay, since the morning shift didn't have a pay differential.

Naturally I complained about this. I said to my superiors that it was silly that I was being punished for catering to them. I guess I stuck around because I thought things would only get better. Silly me.

A week after I discovered the pay-cut, one of my supervisors called me into a meeting. I assumed the meeting was to resolve the problem. Unfortunately, they laid a completely new problem on me. They planned on switching my shift again and moving me to the other building (which I knew had a totally terrible vibe about it). And they wanted to make the change the next day.

flashback:

9 June 2000

Is this the end? Maybe this is a good choice. It's very dramatic. I hate the way things are. I hate school. I hate work. I hate my major. I have no desire to study. I have no desire to wake up. I have no desire to sleep. I despise my passions. I hate doing what is necessary to live. I hate having a girlfriend. I hate having a mistress who never calls. I feel next to nothing. Actually all I feel is GUILT, GUILT, GUILT.

One good thing would've come with the change: a four-day week working ten hours a day with Friday off. The negative side would be coming in at 6 a.m. Such a schedule would necessitate leaving my home at 5 a.m.

Most of my friends at work thought I was crazy for coming to work all the way from Salt Lake anyway, so I pretty much decided that the cons far outweighed the pros. I let my employers know this and that between the choice of changing positions or leaving the company, leaving the company would be far more viable.

For a couple of days we talked about making the position a limited time deal. I decided, though, that I'd rather not just be against the ropes for my whole employment. I'd rather not be fighting at all. They let me serve out my two weeks in my original area.

I also found out that I was being paid more than they originally wanted, and that they were frantically searching for some kind of documentation that would invalidate my incredible earnings. Earlier in the month, when they asked to see some of my employment records (records I never actually received) they gave bogus excuses. Maybe I didn't deserve all the riches they lavished on me ($12.10/hr), but they were pretty underhanded in trying to take it back.

So I don't work anymore. I'm really enjoying my vacation, but my money is slowly eking away. I'm not in too much of a panic. Things have always worked out for me with little effort on my part.

Seriously though, how's your job? Can I work there?

(18jun04)