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Lots of stuff has been happening over the past month-- too long to put into any coherant type of post, so I'll stick with a bulleted format.
*Best Buy jacked me out of insurance. How, you say? Well, my direct manager and I both thought I was a full-time employee... I was working full-time hours, and she had asked the higher management to switch me from part-time Computers to full-time Inventory. After many cheerful, if tiring, months slaving away moving boxes and filling out paperwork (go receiving!), I reach the point where I'm eligible to enroll in health insurance-- at which point, through my investigation as to how one actually enrolls, I discover "Oh, wait.... shouldn't that line read 'full time', not 'part-time'?" So, my manager talks to the higher management and tries to fix that problem (since we both figured it was just a clerical error, and fixing that would be the first step to retroactively changing my status so I would, technically, be eligible). The higher management's response? "You don't have a full time position open in your department. Make one, and then we'll switch her." Nevermind that I'd been dutifully laboring the past three months without knowledge of this! Long story short, I started looking for other means of gainful employment.
*Gainful employment found! I spent all day Sunday on Monster.com, and stumbled upon an opening for a veterinary technician... no experience required! So, I say to myself: "Self, you've got 4 years of hardcore laboratory experience through school... You've volunteered in wildlife rescue. You've owned pets. You're very good at dealing with people, and pick up topics very quickly. What the heck-- why not?" I send in a hastily-updated resume, shrug, and go to bed. The next day I get a call-back, a phone-interview, and an appointment for an interview with the Field Director the next day. I was sure the Field Director wasn't interested in me, as he spent about 8 minutes questioning me and another 20 just blabbering about the practice... but lo and behold, after the blabbering (where I dutifully managed to keep my eyes unglazed), he asked me when I could come back for an interview with the vet! So, Thursday morning (bright and early) I meet the vet, chat with him, and walk away with a drug-test form and a start date just 10 days away! Meep!
*Back at Best Buy, I break the news to my manager and my supervisor-- both of which I really respect and like. Since my hours at Banfield (the Pet Hospital) are only four days a week, we strike a deal where I come in on one of the days off-- which gives me a safety net incase I faint at the sight of blood, and I also get to hold onto my Crazy Best Buy Discount (tm) a little while longer. The fates are against me, though-- during the last hour of my last day of pseudo-full time employment, I trip over a pallet jack and royally tweak my ankle. I'm finally going to the doctor today, because after three weeks it's still a little swollen and hurts like a mother.
*So... I work the week of 1/15 normal hours, M-F. I came in for some training at Banfield on Saturday, 1/20. We have a surprise Best Buy meeting (at 8 in the morning) on Sunday 1/21. Then I have training with Banfield Monday to Friday... We open Saturday, and because it's grand-opening weekend, we open Sunday as well. Then we work Banfield on Monday, I worked Best Buy on Tuesday, then Banfield Wed, Thur... Oh, guess what? Because it's the Field Trainer's last day, the Field Director wants us to come in on our day off, Friday. Hah! So I work Friday as well. Saturday was the 20th day in a row I worked-- and finally, on Sunday I rested. And then worked Mon-Thur again.
It's a pretty crazy schedule at Banfield... we're there at 8:30 to open at 9, and then we're there 'till close at 6, sometimes a little after if a pet parent is late picking their baby up, or if cleaning the hospital takes a little longer.
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nalroth and I are on the search for fuzzballs... We're going to the Fancy Cats adoption fair this Sunday! Squeeeeee~!
*Best Buy jacked me out of insurance. How, you say? Well, my direct manager and I both thought I was a full-time employee... I was working full-time hours, and she had asked the higher management to switch me from part-time Computers to full-time Inventory. After many cheerful, if tiring, months slaving away moving boxes and filling out paperwork (go receiving!), I reach the point where I'm eligible to enroll in health insurance-- at which point, through my investigation as to how one actually enrolls, I discover "Oh, wait.... shouldn't that line read 'full time', not 'part-time'?" So, my manager talks to the higher management and tries to fix that problem (since we both figured it was just a clerical error, and fixing that would be the first step to retroactively changing my status so I would, technically, be eligible). The higher management's response? "You don't have a full time position open in your department. Make one, and then we'll switch her." Nevermind that I'd been dutifully laboring the past three months without knowledge of this! Long story short, I started looking for other means of gainful employment.
*Gainful employment found! I spent all day Sunday on Monster.com, and stumbled upon an opening for a veterinary technician... no experience required! So, I say to myself: "Self, you've got 4 years of hardcore laboratory experience through school... You've volunteered in wildlife rescue. You've owned pets. You're very good at dealing with people, and pick up topics very quickly. What the heck-- why not?" I send in a hastily-updated resume, shrug, and go to bed. The next day I get a call-back, a phone-interview, and an appointment for an interview with the Field Director the next day. I was sure the Field Director wasn't interested in me, as he spent about 8 minutes questioning me and another 20 just blabbering about the practice... but lo and behold, after the blabbering (where I dutifully managed to keep my eyes unglazed), he asked me when I could come back for an interview with the vet! So, Thursday morning (bright and early) I meet the vet, chat with him, and walk away with a drug-test form and a start date just 10 days away! Meep!
*Back at Best Buy, I break the news to my manager and my supervisor-- both of which I really respect and like. Since my hours at Banfield (the Pet Hospital) are only four days a week, we strike a deal where I come in on one of the days off-- which gives me a safety net incase I faint at the sight of blood, and I also get to hold onto my Crazy Best Buy Discount (tm) a little while longer. The fates are against me, though-- during the last hour of my last day of pseudo-full time employment, I trip over a pallet jack and royally tweak my ankle. I'm finally going to the doctor today, because after three weeks it's still a little swollen and hurts like a mother.
*So... I work the week of 1/15 normal hours, M-F. I came in for some training at Banfield on Saturday, 1/20. We have a surprise Best Buy meeting (at 8 in the morning) on Sunday 1/21. Then I have training with Banfield Monday to Friday... We open Saturday, and because it's grand-opening weekend, we open Sunday as well. Then we work Banfield on Monday, I worked Best Buy on Tuesday, then Banfield Wed, Thur... Oh, guess what? Because it's the Field Trainer's last day, the Field Director wants us to come in on our day off, Friday. Hah! So I work Friday as well. Saturday was the 20th day in a row I worked-- and finally, on Sunday I rested. And then worked Mon-Thur again.
It's a pretty crazy schedule at Banfield... we're there at 8:30 to open at 9, and then we're there 'till close at 6, sometimes a little after if a pet parent is late picking their baby up, or if cleaning the hospital takes a little longer.
In other cool news?
nalroth and I are on the search for fuzzballs... We're going to the Fancy Cats adoption fair this Sunday! Squeeeeee~!
