Good News, Bad News

Becky got a job through a temp agency called QPS working at a cheese factory called DCI. It was an awful job. She was never sure which days she'd work from week to week or how many days she'd get, the hours were 4am to 2pm, it was cold, repetitive work at an insane speed. Her wrists hurt all the time. She was so anxious about her performance and how much she hated the job that she had trouble sleeping, which made getting up at 3:15 even harder. And of course, the pay was crap. On top of the work conditions, it was extremely unsatisfying working where the pinnacle of performance was putting on all your date labels right side up.

However, she decided she'd stick it out until Christmas before going back to take some classes to recertify to teach. At least that was the plan until DCI called QPS and told them not to send Becky back because "she wasn't a good fit."

Becky really wasn't sure how she felt about it. Despite how much she hated the job, she was starting to get to know and like some of her coworkers. Plus rejection is always hard. Even if you hate what's rejecting you.

Fortunately, QPS, the employment agency, had another job all lined up for Becky. It's a warehouse job putting together order packages. It sounds better. The hours are every day, 9-3:30. Pay is a little better. Her QPS contact tells her the pace is different at this job. More focused on getting orders right than just getting it all done fast. Becky started this morning, so we'll know more when the day's done.

Becky's new job

Becky was "hired", or whatever it's called with a temp agency, by a place called QPS to work at a cheese factory called DCI. It sounded convenient. She was told she could pretty much pick the days she worked. The hours were miserable (4am-2pm), but if she only worked two days a week, they allowed her to coordinate around my class and mostly not conflict with me working at Pizza Hut. Which meant only needing a sitter periodically and for short times.

What that turned out to mean was, Becky could pick how many days a week she wanted, they'd schedule her for the specific days, and then call to tell her some machine had broken down so she wasn't needed. It was almost three weeks before she actually got a day of work . . . and a machine broke down, so everyone was sent home. Yesterday she finally got to work for a full day. Bagging Swiss cheese.

Ah well, not an exciting job, but it pays. It's still pretty convenient in terms of taking care of Tabby around our work schedules.

In fact, Tabby and I had a great time while Mom was at work. We grabbed donuts for breakfast, ate them at the mall and wandered around with the mall walkers for a bit. We saw that Cats & Dogs 2 was playing at the re-release theater and decided to return after lunch to watch it. It was a cute movie. Nothing to deep, but still a lot of fun. Tabby absolutely loved it.