They cut my overtime hours. Seriously. Of course, not today… but for the next week, I am going to be working from 12:00 pm to 12:00 am. Apparently those extra 5 hours are going to make a world of difference. I’m sure most people would say neat, I can get some more sleep. I’m saying: sleep is for the week, I need cash. Sci-Fi artists and editors aren’t cheap.  It’s not only that (and this could be the sleep deprivation talking), but if you say that you need my help from x to y and I agree… then give me x to y. Now, I have to change my schedule again. I’m the kind of person that can’t change the mental aspects of a plan easily. I’ve got to get myself mentally ready (work myself up to it, and I was ready to go).

The way they did it was a little rankling. I would have liked to have gotten something in the way of thanks for stepping up to help, but it looks like we’re not going to need all of those hours you put in. Not don’t come in until 12:00 for the rest of the week.  A little acknowledging of volunteering to work 16 hours a day for five days a week on only five hours of sleep per day would be nice. The paycheck would have been nice too. It is, however, the principle of the matter for me.

Well, round two is gearing up, so I must hie and away. I will have a better post for you tomorrow, I promise.

Sincerely yours,
Seething Apathy