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raisedbymoogles) wrote2020-04-23 11:24 pm
raisedbymoogles) wrote2020-04-23 11:24 pm
Entry tags:
Plague, work & stupid people.
At the beginning of March, the office manager of my programmyjob took me aside and told me they were looking at getting me more hours hopefully within the next month.
At the beginning of April........ well, you can probably guess.
I've been on furlough from both jobs since then, which honestly has been so nice, I can't even tell you. Admittedly it helps that there's a government scheme to keep paying us to stay home over here, which I probably wouldn't have if I were still in the US. >_> I wouldn't have minded working remotely for programmyjob, but I've been so burnt out on horrible retail job that the news that I was getting furloughed was the best day at work I'd had in a while. I think my ankle/heel/achilles tendon or whatever's wrong down there is even starting to heal up from all the abuse I'd been putting it through.
Today I got the news from the BBC website that Orange Box Hardware Store is starting to open up to customers again and my anxiety, already elevated b/c visa stuff, went straight through the roof.
I don't know if this means I'm about to be ordered back to work or not, or if it'd mean reduced hours for me or whatevs. There's been no news on the store's chat group, just the odd rumor here and there. And we're apparently out in the ass end of nowhere as far as corporate's concerned from things the manager has said. Sooooo panicking is perhaps premature.
And yet.
And yet and yet, aside from any panicking, this whole thing has just brought me to the inescapable conclusion that I hate this job too much to justify risking my life or my partner's life for it. Neither of us are high-risk, but everything I've been reading has only scared me more about how serious C19 is and what a poor job the government's doing in handling it, and so many people up here just refuse to take the danger seriously. The handful of coworkers who are still working at Orange Box have been talking about people yelling at them and cursing them out for the emergency measures meant to keep both customers & coworkers safe, and when I was still out there doing the click&collect thing a lot of people were buying stuff like paint and wallpaper and compost, like yeah, those sure are Essential Services. People honestly think nothing of risking their own lives for home decor shit and for sure they're not thinking of our lives. I keep cherishing the thought of, if I do have to go back there, to go back wearing a homemade mask with 'go the fuck home' or something painted on it. Which is probably a sign that I don't need to be there.
I'm restarting my search for remote work jobs, and hoping that what little I've picked up from programmyjob is enough to get my foot in the door somewhere. Even if it's just something temporary, I only need it for long enough for programmyjob to pick me back up again. Because somehow I doubt I can replace that income with a Patreon for that novel I keep not writing. ;P
At the beginning of April........ well, you can probably guess.
I've been on furlough from both jobs since then, which honestly has been so nice, I can't even tell you. Admittedly it helps that there's a government scheme to keep paying us to stay home over here, which I probably wouldn't have if I were still in the US. >_> I wouldn't have minded working remotely for programmyjob, but I've been so burnt out on horrible retail job that the news that I was getting furloughed was the best day at work I'd had in a while. I think my ankle/heel/achilles tendon or whatever's wrong down there is even starting to heal up from all the abuse I'd been putting it through.
Today I got the news from the BBC website that Orange Box Hardware Store is starting to open up to customers again and my anxiety, already elevated b/c visa stuff, went straight through the roof.
I don't know if this means I'm about to be ordered back to work or not, or if it'd mean reduced hours for me or whatevs. There's been no news on the store's chat group, just the odd rumor here and there. And we're apparently out in the ass end of nowhere as far as corporate's concerned from things the manager has said. Sooooo panicking is perhaps premature.
And yet.
And yet and yet, aside from any panicking, this whole thing has just brought me to the inescapable conclusion that I hate this job too much to justify risking my life or my partner's life for it. Neither of us are high-risk, but everything I've been reading has only scared me more about how serious C19 is and what a poor job the government's doing in handling it, and so many people up here just refuse to take the danger seriously. The handful of coworkers who are still working at Orange Box have been talking about people yelling at them and cursing them out for the emergency measures meant to keep both customers & coworkers safe, and when I was still out there doing the click&collect thing a lot of people were buying stuff like paint and wallpaper and compost, like yeah, those sure are Essential Services. People honestly think nothing of risking their own lives for home decor shit and for sure they're not thinking of our lives. I keep cherishing the thought of, if I do have to go back there, to go back wearing a homemade mask with 'go the fuck home' or something painted on it. Which is probably a sign that I don't need to be there.
I'm restarting my search for remote work jobs, and hoping that what little I've picked up from programmyjob is enough to get my foot in the door somewhere. Even if it's just something temporary, I only need it for long enough for programmyjob to pick me back up again. Because somehow I doubt I can replace that income with a Patreon for that novel I keep not writing. ;P