Saturday, January 22, 2005

And Speaking of Fun...

Kev started his new work schedule this week, since he returned on Monday from his 4-week recuperative period after foot surgery. The new schedule, known as 3-2-2, is CRAP, utter crap.

Don't get me wrong. We're both very thankful he's gainfully employed. (Yes, it's a theme.) I just hope those responsible for forcing my husband into this 3-2-2 schedule will Burn in Hell for Eternity.

Not that I feel strongly about it or anything.

3-2-2 consists of 12-hour shifts only, either days or midnights. Days are 7:30 am until 7:30 pm, and of course, midnights are 7:30 pm to 7:30 am. The 3-2-2 works like this: 3 day-twelves, 2 days off, 2 midnight-twelves, 3 days off, 2 day-twelves, 2 days off, 3 midnight-twelves, 2 days off, 2 day-twelves, etc etc etc. If you are a 22-year old ugly, single guy (or gal) with no social life, hey, that's an ok schedule. If, on the other hand, you're a 44-year old husband and father wishing to participate in family life, well, prepare for disappointment. Birthday?, too bad, gotta work. Ball game?, too bad, gotta work. Band concert?, too bad, gotta work. Parent/teacher conference?, too bad, gotta work. Christmas?, too bad, gotta work.

So tonight begins the 3 midnight-twelves.

Could he quit? Sure, yeah, of course. Would he ever? No, he'd much rather have the money to pay for his 2 kids to go through college. duh.

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