I still like my job, but from Thanksgiving on, I haven’t made enough money to live on. That was due in part to too many unpaid holidays and more so due to bad weather. The latter should be changing soon, but that didn’t keep the utilities from sending their nasty little shut-off notices. I got a loan against my tax refund and caught ALL my bills up, but a guy shouldn’t have to do that.
I was sent home after three hours again today, so my wife suggested that I go down to the job service office and see if anything interesting was in their files. The number of jobs made a stack of paper about an inch thick, with one job per sheet. I wasn’t qualified for some. I wouldn’t have been able to do a few of them, due to physical limitations. Many paid far less than I’m currently making, including some of the truck-driving jobs. Those driving jobs paying more either required two years of over-the-road experience (which I don’t have and don’t want), require hazmat training (which I don’t want), or involve LONG hours and shift-work (which my wife doesn’t want). I truly believe the Lord put me where I am, so I guess I’ll stay there until it seems that HE wants me to move on.
I DID see a couple “interesting” job titles while I was there, though. Now you might think that a “floor technician” might involve the installation of specialty, high-tech or high-dollar flooring. Nope, but it DOES involve a mop! Another job title that intrigued me was “sandwich artist.” A picture came into my mind of someone using the finest of ingredients, slaving over their creation to make one perfect sandwich each day, both in taste and appearance, to be sold in a local high-brow restaurant to the highest bidder. I didn’t have the heart to read the job description. © 2015