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oxfordtweed) wrote2009-01-27 09:26 pm
oxfordtweed) wrote2009-01-27 09:26 pm
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On work, and such
So, for those following what was going on, with the job situation, it's done.
For those not following along, here's what happened (in a nutshell):
Life was great, working for Sony. But then, our Christmas rush, which traditionally goes from late November through early September, stopped a week and a half into December. It got to the point at the beginning of this month that people were being sent home only hours into their shift, because no calls were coming in. So, the solution for this was to, of course, cut back. And how do they do this? Not by getting rid of the people still in, or just barely out of training. No. They started with the lot of us that have been with the campaign since the June-September mark, and moved us back to the other department. The other department which we all left for reasons of extreme emotional (and some physical) distress. This was not an option. We were told on Thursday that we would be moving, many from a closing shift to an opening shift, and that it would start Monday.
I HAVE REALLY FUCKING BAD INSOMNIA!
Some of you have fallen victim to this, in the form of waking up to several score emails in your inbox all letting you know that I've replied to nearly every damn one of your journal entries. Waking up at five in the morning is not an option when I'm lucky to be asleep before one or two. I told them this. I begged to be kept on at part time. But, alas, Sitel is made of fail and AIDS, and I couldn't survive the first week. I cracked, had two spaz attacks in the car park, and another in HR, went home, and slept for two days.
On the plus side (all you talking about "learned optimism" on my F-List, I've been practising this for years), it's given me the opportunity to focus on my screen play which I plan on selling, as well as my novel project, which I also plan on selling, hopefully, as well as my art commissions and pay-site.
They say that money can't buy happiness, so I'll just rent it. I'm putting most of my confidence in my porn and my screen play, as my novel seems to be likely the hardest candidate to get to behave.
So, for my Sitel friends, this is why I'm not there any more. They nearly killed me, and they're about to lose more for the same reason.
And on that bombshell, I'm off to draw some porn or something.
For those not following along, here's what happened (in a nutshell):
Life was great, working for Sony. But then, our Christmas rush, which traditionally goes from late November through early September, stopped a week and a half into December. It got to the point at the beginning of this month that people were being sent home only hours into their shift, because no calls were coming in. So, the solution for this was to, of course, cut back. And how do they do this? Not by getting rid of the people still in, or just barely out of training. No. They started with the lot of us that have been with the campaign since the June-September mark, and moved us back to the other department. The other department which we all left for reasons of extreme emotional (and some physical) distress. This was not an option. We were told on Thursday that we would be moving, many from a closing shift to an opening shift, and that it would start Monday.
I HAVE REALLY FUCKING BAD INSOMNIA!
Some of you have fallen victim to this, in the form of waking up to several score emails in your inbox all letting you know that I've replied to nearly every damn one of your journal entries. Waking up at five in the morning is not an option when I'm lucky to be asleep before one or two. I told them this. I begged to be kept on at part time. But, alas, Sitel is made of fail and AIDS, and I couldn't survive the first week. I cracked, had two spaz attacks in the car park, and another in HR, went home, and slept for two days.
On the plus side (all you talking about "learned optimism" on my F-List, I've been practising this for years), it's given me the opportunity to focus on my screen play which I plan on selling, as well as my novel project, which I also plan on selling, hopefully, as well as my art commissions and pay-site.
They say that money can't buy happiness, so I'll just rent it. I'm putting most of my confidence in my porn and my screen play, as my novel seems to be likely the hardest candidate to get to behave.
So, for my Sitel friends, this is why I'm not there any more. They nearly killed me, and they're about to lose more for the same reason.
And on that bombshell, I'm off to draw some porn or something.