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Dammit, UMKC is really pissing me off.
As some of you may know, my stepdad works for the university I go to, as the assistant editor of their university press. The university's HR department, in its infinite brilliance, decided that pretty much everyone who isn't assistant director-level or above is being demoted from salaried to hourly. This means that my stepdad, as well as hundreds of other staff members around the campus, are now hourly employees. This makes things much harder financially because instead of getting twelve even monthly paychecks, they get smaller paychecks every two weeks. Not only does the staggered payment schedule make it hard to schedule things like bill payment, but that means that over the course of a year you get two months with more money than before and ten with less.
It's pretty clear that this is yet another thing that moronic university administrators (in this case, the ass in charge of HR) are doing to "cut costs." Only in the end it'll end up costing the University more, because a lot of these people are doing the work of two or three (due to the fact that the university is chronically understaffed), and this will turn a lot of people (like my stepdad) from dedicated, 12-15 hour day workers into clock-watchers who see no point in doing anything outside of those 8-5 hours. Because, even more than the money, it's a slap in the face to these people, essentially saying "you aren't high-status enough to be salaried." So they'll give the university what it asks for, and then we'll hear all kinds of whining about decreased productivity from the administrators, because they're FUCKING STUPID-ASS MORONS.
(Sorry for the redundancy, I'm just kinda pissed off at the moment.)
In less forehead-vein-of-anger news, this song always reminds me of my time in England. Specifically, of my peaceful Thameside walks in the middle of the night (often around 1 or 2 a.m.), when I'd just set this song on loop on my Discman and walk along the river's edge, thinking and sorting things out in my head and enjoying the silence and soothing darkness. I really miss those walks - in the U.S. I'd be scared to take a walk alone in the middle of the night here for fear I'd get mugged or something, especially in my neighborhood. XD
Also, I took that OKCupid test that's been making the flist rounds again, and got The Slow Dancer. The first time I took it, however - a few months back - I got different results: The Boy Next Door. Sadly, both results seem to have the same message: "You're a nice guy, and a great catch, but you know you're not gonna get any anytime soon!" XD
As some of you may know, my stepdad works for the university I go to, as the assistant editor of their university press. The university's HR department, in its infinite brilliance, decided that pretty much everyone who isn't assistant director-level or above is being demoted from salaried to hourly. This means that my stepdad, as well as hundreds of other staff members around the campus, are now hourly employees. This makes things much harder financially because instead of getting twelve even monthly paychecks, they get smaller paychecks every two weeks. Not only does the staggered payment schedule make it hard to schedule things like bill payment, but that means that over the course of a year you get two months with more money than before and ten with less.
It's pretty clear that this is yet another thing that moronic university administrators (in this case, the ass in charge of HR) are doing to "cut costs." Only in the end it'll end up costing the University more, because a lot of these people are doing the work of two or three (due to the fact that the university is chronically understaffed), and this will turn a lot of people (like my stepdad) from dedicated, 12-15 hour day workers into clock-watchers who see no point in doing anything outside of those 8-5 hours. Because, even more than the money, it's a slap in the face to these people, essentially saying "you aren't high-status enough to be salaried." So they'll give the university what it asks for, and then we'll hear all kinds of whining about decreased productivity from the administrators, because they're FUCKING STUPID-ASS MORONS.
(Sorry for the redundancy, I'm just kinda pissed off at the moment.)
In less forehead-vein-of-anger news, this song always reminds me of my time in England. Specifically, of my peaceful Thameside walks in the middle of the night (often around 1 or 2 a.m.), when I'd just set this song on loop on my Discman and walk along the river's edge, thinking and sorting things out in my head and enjoying the silence and soothing darkness. I really miss those walks - in the U.S. I'd be scared to take a walk alone in the middle of the night here for fear I'd get mugged or something, especially in my neighborhood. XD
Also, I took that OKCupid test that's been making the flist rounds again, and got The Slow Dancer. The first time I took it, however - a few months back - I got different results: The Boy Next Door. Sadly, both results seem to have the same message: "You're a nice guy, and a great catch, but you know you're not gonna get any anytime soon!" XD
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But yeah, he'll earn the same amount over a year, it just makes it hard to schedule large bill payments and such that it's on such an irregular schedule.