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I think they’re trying to make me quit.  I really do.  They keep messing with me, but it’s passive aggressive shit where they don’t tell you what you did or how (or even if) you screwed up, but they keep messing with you till you get fed up and do or say something so they can go “AH HA!.”

They moved me the first time a couple of months ago, probably hoping I would beg them to take me back so they can say “see, you need us more then we need you.”  It didn’t work, I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction.  So they moved me again last week, technically a demotion without a loss in pay or anything.  Just kind of a step backwards career development wise.  Again I took it like a champ.  Acted like it was the best thing that could have happened to me.  I lost a great schedule (6am – 2pm Monday through Friday), but in return the new schedule wasn’t that bad.  Same times but off Sunday and Monday.  Not too bad, I can live with that.

Today they call and tell me, “oh by the way, your schedule was only temporary and you’ll have to bid for that schedule based on your seniority if you want to keep it.”  Now that’s a load of crap.  My paperwork says nothing about temporary.  I’ve been given temporary orders before so I know what they look like.

So they set me up to come here without a complaint and now I’m probably going to end up with Wednesday / Thursday as days off.  And they know I can’t transfer to a different division without taking a $350 a month pay cut.

BASTARDS!

It makes me think of the scene in Evan Almighty where ‘G-D’ says something to the effect of, “When you ask G-D for closeness does He give you closeness or the opportunity to be close?  When you ask for courage does He give your courage, or the opportunity to be courageous?”  Well I’ve been asking for a way to get out of this Horrible, Miserable, Vile excuse for a State and maybe He’s giving me the motivation to get out.  It’s hard to give up a stable and guaranteed paycheck, but there’s only so much a man is willing to put up with before stability is overshadowed by abuse and harassment.  I hate this place!

In an update to the Exodus:

Apparently just because you close on a loan on the 2nd doesn’t mean you get the money on the second.  So, since I’m not going to get my home refi. money till some time next week, it appears that there will not be enough time to purchase and prepare the Sanity Express for this trip.  That is a big time bummer for me because I was really looking forward to living the Vagabond life for a few weeks and seeing how I would do. I’m still considering making that a semi-permanent lifestyle change, starting with the US and then when I’m done trying it out in Europe.  At least for a year or two.  Shit, you only get one life at a time and I haven’t done crap with this one to date.  But none the less, not having the Sanity Express this time around is not going to detract from this trip that much.  I’ll just have to do with traveling in the Tranquility Rocket.  As much as I hate the idea of putting over 5000 miles on my Mercedes I am more then willing to sacrifice for the adventure.  And at least I know the maintenance history of my car and don’t have to fear breaking down in the middle of nowhere (the 100,000 mile warranty with free towing and roadside assistance helps).  So less room, less comfort,but also less gas.  I’m still going to Friggin’ Canada Baby!!!  I might not come back (Mark already called dibs on my 46″ flat screen TV everyone, so sorry.)  And if I am still here next year (and I pray I’m not and I find a way out), but if I am, I am definitely going to take 3 or four weeks off and travel the whole time through Canada, from coast to coast and I’ll have the Sanity Express at that time.

What day is today? Wednesday, Thursday?  It’s Thursday, Sweet!  Only 8 more days of this misery and I am out of here.