March 18th, 2010

Aw, fuck.

Unemployed again.

Got no information from management, of course. My temp recruiter said the fucker told her I wasn’t trying enough. Which is bullshit. I suppose he expected me to patrol the building looking for broken shit, which is a practice so terrible I couldn’t actually bring myself to believe he meant it. This is now maintenance works, you do your scheduled stuff, then you fix what breaks. In building maintenance this means taking service calls. That’s it. The end. The whole process right there. Surveys looking for problems are perfectly reasonable, if they’re a scheduled PM! You don’t tell the new guy to wander around. When he told me he wanted me to be more proactive (never trust anyone who uses that word) he only mentioned one specific thing, which I was fucking DOING.

So I don’t know where this leaves me. I might be able to restart my claim, I gotta get some info from the agency before I can file. I don’t know about extensions or anything, they all have deadlines that your benefits have to run out before. I think the deadline next one I was looking at has already passed.

Thank you, girlfriend, for talking me out of buying a Mac Mini will my federal refund.

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