So, we got the word, they're not re-opening our flooded location. Our district manager came by and gave us the news, but oh, it's not all so bad!
We can all drive to the nearest store (30 miles away), to work. Most of us (though there's only like, 6 of us left) take the city bus or walk to work. And if we refused, we would have voluntarily resigned. >_<
My boyfriend and I decided to move to Florida from good 'ol Misery, and I managed to swing a transfer to a local fabric store. The store is beautiful compared to my old one (the one that flooded, if you all remember that). It's a huge, new, pretty store. My new co-workers are pretty cool people, but I haven't met anyone I'm real buddy-buddy with.
The magic ended when I checked my schedule.
Apparently, it's a common thing around this store that the store manager will schedule someone to close, meaning they stay til 10 or 10:30, and then have them come in as early as 5am the next morning. I stayed until 8, three hours past my scheduled shift, and had to be in at 5. :/
I know it's legal as long as there's 8 hours between shifts, but my receiving manager has to stay until 11 and come back in at 5 the next morning. Nobody seems to be complaining for fear of losing their jobs, and I guess we all need the hours, but still. Damn. :/
As soon as the boyfriend finishes his medical training, I'm out.