I’m back at the tampon factory again, though I’ll definitely be leaving at the end of this week. For sure. Last week the factory was closed for Easter (they close the whole operation at specific times during the year which I assume means no-one can book holidays outside that time) and had it been open I would have been on an early shift, which means I wouldn’t have been there since I’ve said I won’t work that shift again. This week it’s the late shift so I’m there. But only for four more days. I mean, I’ve been in this job now since March 15th. It’s time to move on.
As ever not much to report, though I did find the novelty of working in the warm quite refreshing (how tedious that today was really nice as opposed to yesterday when I could have done with it being really nice). Everyone asked if I’d worked over the break and the otter story went down well – even spread around the management a bit. People there still labour under the delusion that I’m a full time member of staff rather than a monkey-temp but I’ll show them. Come next week they’ll know how much of a temp I am. Oh yes.