Wow, it is cold. as I head off to a new company in the west for a handover day for work I will be doing for them next week. Three companies in 3 days, the lonely life of a temp worked. Still, I guess I should be grateful I have a job.
The not for profit
nightmare that I worked at yesterday was still the basket case they have always
been. They themselves are very nice, but it is another office they have taken
over and they have no idea what is going on and it is from this position of
ignorance that they instruct me. They make me feel incompetent because I can't
get a clear picture of what their requirements are.
I must get off my arse and
get myself a permanent job.
Easier still, I should get
my act together and find myself a new housemate. He can pay some rent and I can
work less. Okay, not so much less, but still less.
But, they way I’m feeling
about Shane at the moment, I’m hesitating to look for another housemate. But, I’ll
write about Shane later.
How I'd love to sit here
all day and contemplate life with you all, today, but ABC Company is waiting
and work waits for no man. I must go.
It's very quiet, just the
cat door swinging as Missy heads out into the day. SWING… Swing… swing… swi… s…
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