Jackassery at the Factory
January 13, 2018
Yesterday was weird. This was the first time since I started working at my current job that the powers-that-be decided to close early, due to weather. The weather hadn't even started yet, but they literally told us to go home at lunch time. And, as I sit here looking out the window on this Saturday morning, only about two inches of snow have fallen from the sky, which were promptly plowed off the roads.
I find this inexplicable because I have driven to work, at this job, during much more challenging weather conditions. Whether they were about to hit, were in process, or had just dumped a metric butt-load of precipitation on the city. And yet, for some reason, the management completely panicked over this latest snowfall. Which did not actually involve all that much snow falling, truth be told.
The worst part about this is that I didn't get paid for the time I didn't work yesterday. Despite them shuttering the building on us, we were not compensated for the time we would have been working, but couldn't because they wouldn't let us. Which cut into the four hours of overtime I worked on Thursday to get a couple more bucks in the bank. Have I mentioned that I hate the management where I work?
Grr.