Aftermath

The "employee satisfaction" survey was, of course, a joke. The interviewer said it came as a directive from the big dude, then tried to change it to saying it came from the semi-big dude. Either way, it was a waste of time. The interviewer said they understood that happy employees produced more and better work. She kept her face as hard as a mask through the whole thing. I told her I'd been trying to transfer for 13 friggin' years and she just looked at me, as if I was exaggerating. She knows as well as I do that the entire HR system is set up against employees, not for them.

B and I think it might be an excuse for a reorganization. Or, my personal favorite, making everyone apply for their current jobs and then finding out they're "not qualified."

Thank god I'm a union member in good standing. Just in case.

O hurt her back so between my trip and her back I haven't had a piano lesson in four weeks. This is okay with me since I haven't practiced in four weeks. She even left chorus practice early last night.

Got a note from Avian Publications last night. He said because of the economy he's holding off on publishing the brown-head book until next year. Damn it.

The birds were all frantically chirping this morning when I left for work, and they went crazy when I got home from chorus practice last night. Maybe they think I'm going away again, even though I told them I couldn't afford to go anywhere except to work and rehearsals.