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xifengOn the bright side, while I am freaking the fuck out about ye olde labwork (still not in) -
1.) I would like to call your attention to the magnificent silver vehicle parked in my driveway. As of last week, I own it free and clear. No more car payments for another 5-10 years, I hope!
2.) Speaking of that self-same magnificent vehicle, I took it to get an oil change and the brakes checked this morning. (It's been a couple of years since the brakes were looked at, but brake failure isn't something I want to play around with.) The mechanic came out while I was waiting and said to me, "Miss H*****, that is a fine vehicle!"
Since these words are not usually used to describe nondescript Toyota sedans, I wasn't sure if he was being sarcastic, and he went on to say, "No, seriously, it's fine. The brakes are working fine, the filters are fine [they should be, they're not six months old], the battery is fine [it should be, it's not two years old], everything is in really good shape, but we just found a little corrosion around the battery terminals..." I figured an extra $35 that might prolong the life of my battery was a small price to pay, so end result: I walked out having dropped about $75 instead of the $460 I had anticipated paying for new pads and rotors. Either someone up there likes me or someone up there has a black sense of humor that I haven't found out about yet.
3.) I went to G.D. Ritzy's with Lauren this evening, largely a spur of the moment thing. I hadn't previously been, and while it was greasy and delicious, I don't think it's going to be somewhere I frequent on a regular basis - way too much fat and carbs! (Speaking of, I get back on the wagon tomorrow, because I would like to knock another 20 pounds off my frame.)
4.) I have knocked out 4 hours and 29 files in the office today, so have done all the overtime I am required to do this weekend and am at leisure to decide whether I want to get up at ass o'clock in the morning tomorrow and put in some more hours. (Since up to 12 hours are approved, I was really tempted, but I still have to do laundry, pack a lunch, generally get ready for my week, and do some other things.)
1.) I would like to call your attention to the magnificent silver vehicle parked in my driveway. As of last week, I own it free and clear. No more car payments for another 5-10 years, I hope!
2.) Speaking of that self-same magnificent vehicle, I took it to get an oil change and the brakes checked this morning. (It's been a couple of years since the brakes were looked at, but brake failure isn't something I want to play around with.) The mechanic came out while I was waiting and said to me, "Miss H*****, that is a fine vehicle!"
Since these words are not usually used to describe nondescript Toyota sedans, I wasn't sure if he was being sarcastic, and he went on to say, "No, seriously, it's fine. The brakes are working fine, the filters are fine [they should be, they're not six months old], the battery is fine [it should be, it's not two years old], everything is in really good shape, but we just found a little corrosion around the battery terminals..." I figured an extra $35 that might prolong the life of my battery was a small price to pay, so end result: I walked out having dropped about $75 instead of the $460 I had anticipated paying for new pads and rotors. Either someone up there likes me or someone up there has a black sense of humor that I haven't found out about yet.
3.) I went to G.D. Ritzy's with Lauren this evening, largely a spur of the moment thing. I hadn't previously been, and while it was greasy and delicious, I don't think it's going to be somewhere I frequent on a regular basis - way too much fat and carbs! (Speaking of, I get back on the wagon tomorrow, because I would like to knock another 20 pounds off my frame.)
4.) I have knocked out 4 hours and 29 files in the office today, so have done all the overtime I am required to do this weekend and am at leisure to decide whether I want to get up at ass o'clock in the morning tomorrow and put in some more hours. (Since up to 12 hours are approved, I was really tempted, but I still have to do laundry, pack a lunch, generally get ready for my week, and do some other things.)
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Date: 2012-02-12 06:51 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-02-14 07:57 am (UTC)I've been meaning to ask, how do your work hours work? I mean currently full-time work week means 37 hours over here (people in the private sector sometimes work more, but 37 is the official number). We have flex-time, so we stamp in and out and any excess time is calculated. Like, I currently have around 18+ hours on my flex-time when I clock out. I can't get this time paid in cash (I work in the public sector, private sector might be different), but I can use it to take time off from work. Taine once got overtime paid in cash because he was required to come in for work on a Saturday (it was something IT related that needed to be done before everyone else came back Monday). Since it was a requirement, he could get cash for his efforts. Otherwise you don't get paid overtime in the public sector.
So how's the American one on this? Do you get paid according to your results or do you get a set wage?
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Date: 2012-02-23 02:53 am (UTC)In the US, full-time work usually means 40 hours a week (some employers define it a little differently, but usually when you're offered a full-time job, they want to see you there for 40 hours). We don't get flex-time if we work over - American employers must, by federal law, pay time and a half if you are a full-time, non-exempt employee. (Some industries/positions are exempt from the overtime regs, but I can't think of a good example because I don't know of any from personal experience - maybe someone who is paid 100% on commission. "Exempt" can also refer to someone who is salaried and makes the same wage every paycheck, regardless of how many hours they work - lolmom, for instance.)
Time and a half means that for every hour of overtime I work, I'm paid my regular hourly rate plus half of that again. We don't get flex time, but that's okay by me - I'd rather see the cold, hard cash :D