Gamiila (gamiila) wrote,

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Office woes

It's a shambles -- we're moving office, and it's been a toing and froing of removal men and boxes all day long. The noise is deafening because they're taking doors off their hinges and breaking through partition walls to get the really big lab equipment moved, and the place is full of dust and discarded items.

It feels weird to be leaving here: we had this building especially designed for us and we've only moved into it 5 years ago. Now it's been sold, to the Amsterdam Public Transport Company, and we're having to move to the ratty old HP sales office in Amstelveen -- which cannot be reached by public transport. A shuttle bus will take us from the Amsterdam train station to work for the first three months, but after that, we're supposed to have found sufficient means to get there on our own initiative.

For me, it will mean that my commute is extended by at least another hour each way, and I'm not very happy about it. Jobsworth inventoried people's preferences for their working hours, then went and devised a schedule that took none of these into consideration. He's put me down for the late shift: not only will I not be able to make it home before 8:30 pm; it also means that I won't be able to make it to the shuttlebus in the morning. So I'll still have to leave early to catch the last one, and sit and twiddle my thumbs for an hour every morning? Fuck that, I thought, and went to have it out with him.

It was quite a heated argument, but in the end we came to a compromise: I will take the late shift the first couple of weeks until he can get some other schmuck to take over (that'll be our new hire, then), and I will arrive an hour early, but I will at least be paid overtime for it and for the extra travel time. That's 2 1/2 hours I can claim extra each day -- should be a tidy little sum...but still, I'd rather not have all this hassle at all.

I really need to start looking around for another job -- preferably in or around the The Hague area, and most definitely without a jobsworth for a boss.

Let's see if I can't get my blood pressure down now -- pop in some David Sylvian, that should do the trick!
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