Just before I left work tonight, I saw that a few of the library management team (read: highest-paids in the library) were cleaning both the public and staff washrooms. I used to work quite closely with these directors and they are nice people, though the situation we find ourselves in doesn't necessarily allow for niceties. I felt bad for them, yet got a tiny bit of satisfaction seeing them do menial work. And then I also remembered that they are all getting paid over $85,000 to clean toilets.
Work has been a little hectic these last few days. I guess, when faced with possible closure, people decide they like the library. A lot. Since strike notice was issued on Friday and up until around 4pm (the time reported in the media that we may be on strike), there had been constant line-ups at the check-out. The building was teeming with the literate.
Some of my co-workers are starting to lose it a little; one asked me about 59 questions in the first two hours of her shift, including a few rapid-fire ones where she asked the same questions a couple times, just in case the answer changed. Others kept spreading rumours that we were going to walk off the job, despite the union leaders saying we weren't. (We didn't.)
I thought, since there's a pretty good chance we'll be on the picket line by week's end, I would try to get through this week before making a decision on whether or not to stay in both classes (the last day to drop is the 27th). While drinking with friends on Saturday night, they pointed out that, with everything going on with work, I could probably stand to have one less thing to worry about. This was reinforced yesterday at work when faced with the choice between doing 5 hours of homework after work or going to a documentary at the Cinematheque. (The doc was fantastic.) So today I dropped the course that was three times the workload of the one I kept. I've never had a W before; it makes me feel like a quitter. But it is a relief to be out of it.
This week I've got a nice array of distractions organised, so am not as distraught as I might otherwise be when faced with the prospect of $10/day and no chance to save for tuition this fall. I did think for a minute about organising a fundraiser, but it isn't like I'm in dire straits or anything (not the band). Thank goodness I worked at that fricking bank when I still had J-coin, even though there's no way in hell I'm going to touch it. Hopefully.
Yawn. So sleepy.
Currently listening :
The Cellar Door Sessions 1970
By Miles Davis
Release date: 20 December, 2005
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