April 25, 2013
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alright, my finger didn't twang me too bad today. maybe the nice HR lady was right...although, I prob'ly should get a second opinion, from, say, a REAL doctor. I'll see about gettin' it done when I go in for my cholesterol re-check.
ok, the stalag's rumors about a second shift are coming to fruition. we had a meeting today to try and get 4 peeps to go on second. Mark and I are the only ones that raise our hands. the supervisor says if there isn't anyone else who volunteers, it means we'll stay the course on 7/12's. followed by "think it over, if you change your mind, get back to me". I was most discouraged getting back to my station. I was sure no one else would volunteer. this was my last chance to try and get an 8 hour job without starting over somewhere else...then, just like that, I'm told that Kent and Chaz volunteered! [AWESOME!]. I thought that was that, but then we're told that we also need someone to line support. here's hopin' they find someone on days for this position. if 2th shift actually happens, we'll strictly be running 2 way manuals (which are the easiest, yet the fastest paced). 2pm to 10pm beats the shit out of 6pm to 6am. *crosses fingers that this isn't yet another golden carrot that gets yanked from under us, as the stalag often does*
sleeep! I didn't get enough of it yesterday. I figured I wouldn't take sleeping pills in case HR called, to have me go to their doctor to fix my finger. bad mistake! I was thrice the zombie I normally am. 6am took it's damn time coming around. *yawn*
ok, a quick pooperdog walk in the rain...now, sleep!
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