Go Fish (In Somebody Else’s Pond)

I wish I could spit fire. Today, at Gig #1, everyone was given a copy of Fish (� la Who Moved My Cheese?) which will…

by j. brotherlove

I wish I could spit fire.

Today, at Gig #1, everyone was given a copy of Fish (� la Who Moved My Cheese?) which will serve as a catalyst for a new program created to boost morale. I’ve always felt there’s something strange about being forced urged to read a “fun book” (Even temps have been encouraged to participate).

This gave my supervisor an opportunity to meet with my team about all things great and small, with mixed results. You may remember that Gig #1 has lifted the 8-month hiring/increase freeze. At a point in our discussion, she sidetracked to report on the status of full-time employees’ retro raises. Of the four people in my team, I am the only temp. I have no interest in hearing people whine about a raise they know they are already going to get when I still don’t even have a salaried position. But, I kept silent until my supervisor asked if there were any concerns and I said:

“Yes. Is there any sign that I will be hired on full-time?”

I knew I was causing some discomfort and embarrassment to my other team members but I didn’t care. In typical fashion, my supervisor had no real answers and the cloaked ones were negative, until it was clear that I would never have a full-time position - at least, not if she’s handling it. She tried to explain hid behind the excuse that her hands were tied, yadda, yadda, yadda. She even suggested that I check the postings as if I haven’t been doing that since I started working at Gig #1. And then I cut her off:

“That’s fine. that’s fine. I just wanted to know if you had any information. I see that you don’t.”

The atmosphere became very tense and heat-filled rage crawled up the back of my neck around my ears and onto my forehead. I was about to blow the fuck up.

Instead, I went to the bathroom.

When I returned, my supervisor was gone and one of my team members tried to console me, suggesting I speak with some of the other team leaders in our department. I may do that. But, I’m too angry, right now to even think straight (pun not intended).

Sorry, you are having a rough time at gig 1/2.
We will be on the beach in 3 weeks so just look forward to that. In the meantime, I got a new bottle of Southern Comfort at the Triad. meeting at the dog tonight?