Lunchtime Lament

I have had to ask for lots of time off recently. A few hours this week for my secret interview, and a lot of hours next week for Z getting sworn in as an attorney and closing on Halloween. Well, I'm not salaried here, so I'm working through lunches to make sure I still get my regular paycheck. Except, when I say "working through lunches" I mean eating lunch at my desk and reading news stories online, because there's nothing for me to do. It's a time thing, not a work-getting-done thing. So, I've sat at my desk through lunch everyday for a whole week now. I still "owe" 4.5 more hours… Ugh…

Oh, wait, I just checked my calendar, and apparently my probationary period of 90 days was up on Tuesday. So that means I am salaried now. But, just looked it up in the manual, and you still only get time off after you've worked an entire quarter with perfect attendance. Seriously? And, no, being salaried now doesn't mean I don't have to check in and out or stop keeping a time sheet. None of that changes. So, you might ask, "What exactly is the difference between being hourly and salary there?" Um, there is no difference. I asked.

But, as referenced in my previous post, last night we had delicious pot roast for dinner, so today I had a lovely roast beef sandwich for lunch, so it was OK. It beats the peanut butter and honey sandwich from yesterday.