Yeah, so Monday I was on my way to work contemplating whether I should start looking for a different job...I love my job and I make good enough money, but starting in a couple weeks, I pretty much won't see my sons for 3 days a week. I thought I'd get used to it, but then I asked why I SHOULD get used to it...
Got to work and my boss pulled me into his office and asked "I'm totally not promising you anything, so don't get your hopes up, but IF an opportunity arose, would you come to first?" "Yes" "how soon could you come?" "right ****ing now, I was going to talk to you about this soon". Later he announced that a 1st shift guy with my job is transferring. Of course, I totally got my hopes up, the timing seemed too perfect.
Not happening. Found out today. I mean, there's like a slight glimmer of hope that I might get some improvement in my hours, but I don't know.
Camping in the rain thinking about this should make for a bang-up weekend.