Write about something that has been: abandoned.
Happy to report that my arm was only a little sore this morning, as opposed to the paralysis I was half expecting. Work went well also, despite that being my first shift at Town Hall since I was trained last May.
Tomorrow I've got a two hour shift there again (11:30 to 1:30) and then I'm back at the community centre to do the closing shift (4 to 9). They'd actually initially asked me to do 8:30 to 1:30 again, but then they realized that I was also working at the community centre and that would have put me into double time.
Which, I was informed, 'we don't want that'.
I'm assuming the we in this instance is the people responsible for payroll and budgets and things. Because I was all for it, thank you very much.
Also: apparently two people retired late last year and were replaced by people who had more seniority than me in the relief pool. I've been told to expect more calls because of this. I guess I'll see what that actually looks like in the next few months, but so far so good.
"And here's the desk you'll be using today."
"Front and center, I see. Nice, nice."
"So basically we just want you to answer the phone and deal with any people who drop by, looking for information or what have you."
"Great, yeah, sure... I can do that."
"All right then! Good luck and we'll see you in six hours."
"Sorry, what? Where's everybody else going?"
"Management have us all in a training session today. That's why they called you in, to cover for us!"
"Oh, uh... right. Is there, uh, anybody I can call if I have questions or run into trouble or...?"
"Nope, not really. Talk to ya later!"
"Assuming you're still here when we get back."
"Oh, of course I'll be he-"
"And still breathing."