The Responsibilities Are Endless
I do not like work. This is highly well known. However, work seems to like me very much. Let me try to put the past month and a half of Fandango work into one huge, giant paragraph that could probably be four or five:
I guess it starts with the New Jersey job. An overnight thing in early September (I was up for something crazy like 36 hours, and worked for maybe 29 hours... all in less than a 48 hour period). I don't know what I did but whatever it was, the crew chiefs and other senior co-workers were impressed. The following weekend was New York. Another overnight job. [On a mild tangent, Kristen and her roommate were also up in New York for a day to see some shows, I had the afternoon off so met up with them, ended up winning lottery tickets for Avenue Q (didn't go see it, but the two of them did) AND Shrek the Musical (I did go see it)]. Since then I've been working pretty steadily. Nothing outrageous, but more than I have been. There have also been some not so subtle hints that they want to make me a crew chief. On more than one occasion I've been on the schedule as a crew leader (the second-in-command on the job), but right before the job actually arrives, I am either pulled entirely from the job or replaced. Crew chiefs are responsible for the entire job set-up and are the go-to guy for the field crew (my current position). They also have to be able to drive a truck, which is something that has been steadily suggested I get certified to do. I've been putting it off for a long time because I haven't been comfortable with the whole idea of driving a huge, giant truck loaded with thousands/millions of dollars of expensive. But I'm pretty sure that crew chiefs are paid more. At least they better be. And more than tha-- Hey, Christopher. I know you ranting about shocking work revelations. I'm real happy for you and everything, and I'mma let you finish... but Wednesday was the most shocking work revelation for you of ALL TIME! OF ALL TIME!t, on Wednesday (while I was working a shift for somebody else), I was asked by my crew chief if I wanted some more hours after the current job was over. I figured he and I would be driving somewhere together and help finish up a job that needed some more people (not an uncommon thing). I was wrong. After I unwittingly agreed, he responded "Cool. We'll need you to drive to Virginia for a small set-up. It's pretty small. Shouldn't take too long." As it turned out, though I was driving by myself, I was given a van to drive (which I can drive without certification for the trucks) and the set-up was just two tables with center pieces for a Bat Mitzvah tasting. Plus I was getting a rolling rate, which means I got paid my regular hourly wage from the time the first job ended until this second job ended. I also got drive time driving back from Virgina. Without explaining how this is beneficial, it probably doesn't seem that great, but it is. And no, I won't be explaining it. Because it can get confusing and I don't want to do it. Anyway, I managed to do the job well enough without any hiccups, and looking at the schedule it looks like in a couple of weeks I'll be driving the van again.
In other news, I applied for an A/V job at the Smithsonian. I seriously doubt it will turn into anything, and I'll be stuck at Fandango forever.
I guess it starts with the New Jersey job. An overnight thing in early September (I was up for something crazy like 36 hours, and worked for maybe 29 hours... all in less than a 48 hour period). I don't know what I did but whatever it was, the crew chiefs and other senior co-workers were impressed. The following weekend was New York. Another overnight job. [On a mild tangent, Kristen and her roommate were also up in New York for a day to see some shows, I had the afternoon off so met up with them, ended up winning lottery tickets for Avenue Q (didn't go see it, but the two of them did) AND Shrek the Musical (I did go see it)]. Since then I've been working pretty steadily. Nothing outrageous, but more than I have been. There have also been some not so subtle hints that they want to make me a crew chief. On more than one occasion I've been on the schedule as a crew leader (the second-in-command on the job), but right before the job actually arrives, I am either pulled entirely from the job or replaced. Crew chiefs are responsible for the entire job set-up and are the go-to guy for the field crew (my current position). They also have to be able to drive a truck, which is something that has been steadily suggested I get certified to do. I've been putting it off for a long time because I haven't been comfortable with the whole idea of driving a huge, giant truck loaded with thousands/millions of dollars of expensive. But I'm pretty sure that crew chiefs are paid more. At least they better be. And more than tha-- Hey, Christopher. I know you ranting about shocking work revelations. I'm real happy for you and everything, and I'mma let you finish... but Wednesday was the most shocking work revelation for you of ALL TIME! OF ALL TIME!t, on Wednesday (while I was working a shift for somebody else), I was asked by my crew chief if I wanted some more hours after the current job was over. I figured he and I would be driving somewhere together and help finish up a job that needed some more people (not an uncommon thing). I was wrong. After I unwittingly agreed, he responded "Cool. We'll need you to drive to Virginia for a small set-up. It's pretty small. Shouldn't take too long." As it turned out, though I was driving by myself, I was given a van to drive (which I can drive without certification for the trucks) and the set-up was just two tables with center pieces for a Bat Mitzvah tasting. Plus I was getting a rolling rate, which means I got paid my regular hourly wage from the time the first job ended until this second job ended. I also got drive time driving back from Virgina. Without explaining how this is beneficial, it probably doesn't seem that great, but it is. And no, I won't be explaining it. Because it can get confusing and I don't want to do it. Anyway, I managed to do the job well enough without any hiccups, and looking at the schedule it looks like in a couple of weeks I'll be driving the van again.
In other news, I applied for an A/V job at the Smithsonian. I seriously doubt it will turn into anything, and I'll be stuck at Fandango forever.