9-18-23
On Monday’s Marie starts work thirty minutes earlier. It was much of an issue when we only lived ten minutes away. But now, living about ninety minutes away, the process can be a bit more difficult. Add to it the fact we drive her sister back to school on Mondays makes it so we’re leaving even extra earlier.
We left on time this morning so I wasn’t grumpy. But then, right as we got to Galt, the traffic came to a standstill. It was 7:00 am when I looked at the clock on the dashboard. By the time it cleared it had been about forty minutes. I wasn’t mad, because there was nothing to be done about it, but I was deflated. I didn’t end up getting to work until 8:45 am which meant that I clocked out late which meant that we got home late.
Marie didn’t even make it to her early Monday meetings. It’s kind of funny in a cosmic sense.
When we left it was still dark. Daylight savings doesn’t happen until November, which is wild to me. The nights will come sooner and the sun will wake up later. I am not too discouraged because the shadows and nights are some of my favorite parts of Autumn, but it’s just silly we have to change the clocks twice a year. It contributes to a lot of heart problems because people’s pill schedules get messed up.
It’s not so bad being back in office. I have nothing interesting to say about it beyond the fact that there are flea traps in the elevator, and the chatter about the bugs is non-stop in the breakroom.
Speaking of break rooms I warmed up a frozen lunch in there and realized time dilates when you’re waiting for food with people who work in the same office that you don’t really talk to. There are recruiters, who take up the most space outside of our little office, and then there’s the credential team. I’m part of the latter. I don’t know most of the recruiter’s names, but they know I’m not one of them, so the best I can get sometimes is a polite nod or some disinterested small talk.
That doesn’t bother me so much. It sounds callous but I don’t really come to work to socialize. I come to work and get money and support my family. Beyond that, I like my credentialing team. There’s like a silent beef between us and the recruiters because the recruiters sometimes are lazy, or cut corners, or a mixture of both. It doesn’t help that they get paid more and have commission while we have pretty low incomes. I make $20 and hour which is nothing to sniff at, but significantly less than a recruiter would make. They’re responsible for wrangling candidates and we’re responsible for getting all the paperwork lined up.
However, with some of the files I get, I wonder what the recruiters do beyond making a couple calls and then entering some data into the system. I do that on a daily basis. I’m not bitter, because I don’t have the energy to care, it’s just interesting.
Everything is so so interesting.
Love you Marie, Amelia, Emerson, sis, mom, dad, kitty
– E.B.
Ed Boy 