Hooray for Verizon!

Well, I finally heard back from the phone company. Doing a little happy dance. I had just about given up on that job. The lady that finally called said she wanted to hire me weeks ago, but couldn't find my application. It turns out when they filed my application they spelled my last name wrong. Can you believe they made me take a drug test to be able to ask people 'What number, please'? I guess since I'll be on their computer all day they don't want me erasing my phone bill, or sneaking a free cell phone account or something. But still, a drug test, to be a telephone operator? I could see testing a bus driver, or a cop, or even a bank teller, but a telephone operator? What is this world coming to?

So anyway, I start my new job Monday. Tomorrow is my last day at the factory. I was looking around at work today, remembering what it was like when I started. I thought the place was enormous. I wished they had given me a map because I was sure I would get lost going to the break room. It's strange how places shrink the more familiar they become. Some of the full time employees told me they were glad I found a better job. They have been working there for years, and told me if they started now they wouldn't stay longer than a week or two. I guess when you are a full-time employee and not a temp you have to put up with a lot more management meddling. All I had to do was put the empty plastic jugs on the conveyor belt. I didn't care how much we got done. If we were behind schedule or a machine broke down it didn't matter to me. I was just a helper monkey.