Now that I’m sure

Now that H-hour is fifteen hours away and I’m certain it’s going to happen, I can say this:

L starts training tomorrow as a contract Minion at the Empire.

She’ll have two weeks of training, and go onto the floor as an email-based call director working third shift.  The third-shift part doesn’t bother her, since she’s always preferred to stay up most of the night anyway and sleep until nearly noon.  And with a late enough start time, she doesn’t have to give up her square dancing.

None of this would have happened without the efforts of my dotted-line manager, who pulled strings and talked to the right people, and got L’s name in the places where it needed to be.  I’m thankful to work for a manager who would go out of his way like that.

About Marchbanks

I'm an elderly tech analyst, living in Texas but not of it, a cantankerous and venerable curmudgeon. I'm yer SOB grandpa who has NO time for snot-nosed, bad-mannered twerps.
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