For a while there, I was not a happy camper, but it all seems to have worked out, thank goodness.
So, I was supposed to get paid yesterday for that one day of work on that final pay period back in Minnesota. I didn't get a check. I waited until today... and still no check. What was supposed to happen was that I was supposed to get paid for that one day and then paid for the 20+ hours I had in PTO (paid time off). So, I called the office. Apparently, they had no record of me working on that last day, and in order to get credited for my PTO, I would have had to work there for a year. The problem was that my first day of work was 09/22/09. My last day of work was 09/18/10. 4 days difference and I'm shorted a couple hundred dollars? I don't think so. So, the woman I talked to in the payroll office called the Duluth office and figured out that, yes, I did work on the 18th. Also, I signed my contract to work with that company on 09/18/09... so, it is a happy ending. I'm going to get paid for the things I should be getting paid for! YAY!
For a while there, I was not a happy camper, but it all seems to have worked out, thank goodness.
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Yesterday, I had 9 days left in Minnesota. I'm a good driver, and have had the fortune of never hitting a deer. For some reason, I feel that Minnesota wanted me to have the Real Minnesotan Driving Experience.
What is the Real Minnesotan Driving Experience? I'll give you a hint: it involves a deer. It is not hitting a deer on the interstate going 70 mph. Anyone can do that. It is not hitting a deer on a back country road, I mean, that's where deer live... in the woods. No, the Real Experience is getting hit by a deer while in a moving vehicle in a residential area. Did I actually hit the deer? Yes, but if milliseconds had passed, the deer would have hit the side of my car full on. I was almost t-boned by a deer. Are you happy, Minnesota? I've been driving for 7 years now and never hit a deer. I decide to move and *BAM*. Well, it could have been a lot worse. Things happen. Accept it; embrace it, and move on. I was driving around the construction in Duluth today. For those of you that don't live in Duluth, let me just tell you that the road construction is everywhere. I wish that was a joke. They decided to demolish one side of I-35 (major freeway). So now everything is one lane and the merging (which was bad enough because Minnesotans don't know how to merge) has gotten even worse.
Well, I was about to merge onto I-35, there was one car merging in front of me, and it was a taking-turns situation. The car in front of me merged, I let the next car go by and started to merge, hoping that the car would let me. I put my hands up in a questioning sort of way and looked back at the car. There was a snowball's chance in hell he was going to let me in, and to prove it, he forcefully pointed at me as if to say, "don't even %@#$@^$ think about it! I will steal your soul if you ever move from that spot!" Needless to say (I guess I kinda do need to say it...) I started cracking up. Hilarious! What a jerk! Well, traffic gets pretty close because there are concrete barriers on both sides of the lane and it's already stop-and-go. So I'm still laughing and I pull in behind this guy because the car behind him was driven by a normal human being. I make a point to emphasize my laughter. Oh he sees me. I know he does. He watches me from his side mirror and can see me laughing. His blood boils, and he acts. BRAKE CHECK! I was a safe distance behind (mainly because I was only going like 5 mph), so I stopped. He started up again and.... BRAKE CHECK! Once again! Oh this guy is mad! I am just laughing hysterically now, and that doesn't help anything because this guy doesn't start moving again. He just sits there in his car, stopped on the freeway, writhing in anger, and holding up traffic. I imagine if I had honked at that point, he would have gotten out. Eventually he pulls forward and I give him about 5 car lengths because it is clear to me that the driver of the blue nearly-sporty car with the big Amsoil sticker in the back window is, in fact, completely unstable. He just so happens to take the same exit I do... I think he thought I was following him. Wouldn't that have been funny? |
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