New trends involving late bus arrivals
As a radio operator, the needs of the emergency measures community are important. Happily, I’ve not had too much involvement. No emergencies… Anyhow, the provincial government has decided to shelve one of their planning scenarios. No zombies. Not even pretend zombies. In the real world, the government believes that it’s not a realistic possibility. From where I sit (with too much access to bad movie content) I see things differently. That whole “night of the living dead” thing; it’s a risk.
Now I know. One complete work day is sufficient to upgrade the BIOS on fifty new laptops. No more guessing; now, I know.
My bus was late, again. Four days out of five. After coaching by the bus driver (???), I actually called the client services hotline and registered my dismay (polite is my middle name). The agent began with the standard “bus schedules are simply recommended possibilities”, but agreed to record my complaint, along with my name and telephone number. Somehow, I don’t think this is going to go anywhere fast. I’m probably doomed to getting home an hour later each day until something changes. My fear is that “something” is synonymous with “retired”.
The administration at work has decreed that dialogue is good for team building. We’ve been asked to make an appointment with our direct supervisor, in order to discuss our “strengths, weaknesses, job expectations and need for personal training”. How do you prepare yourself for something as soul-bearing as that? Should I play the “counting my days until I can leave”, and see what happens when the dust settles?
