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Temporarily out of the lurch

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The project coordinator position that I went for the other day will not be had by me. The company decided that I didn't have enough experience at it, even thought they weren't paying more than $35000 a year. But the woman at the agency offered me a temporary call-center position instead. Let me tell you about it.

In the US, they have something called open enrollment. Basically, during open enrollment you choose your benefit package for the year. You can make changes during that period of time, but not after unless you have a qualifying event. A large American company that provides housing to seniors across the country needs someone to handle its open enrollment for the thousands of its employees that do not have Internet access, or are not savvy enough to do it online. We essentially do everything for them.

The company at which I am working takes HR contracts and realises projects. They needed extra people for the open enrollment, so that's where I come in. One of the objectives of this project was that there can be no one on hold for more than 30 seconds or so. So we have a lot of people here doing very little, just so that no one waits for an agent. And this contract pays really well, and I can surf and read.

The problem is that it is still quite depressing. A lot of these people make between $10 000 and $20 000 per year. If they are single, then they are paying upwards of $1700 a year for medical, dental and vision care. If they have families, say hello to $4500 a year. Why? Americans have no universal healthcare. You'd think that since they pay fewe taxes and that wages are higher that it would all even out. You'd be wrong. I suspect that the salaries are higher in knowledge industries, but I am talking about cooks and maids. They make as much as they would here, expect that they pay up the ass to have any kind of insurance at all. If they get sick with no insurance, well, that's why poor people don't live as long, or look as good.

I spoke with a woman that could have been my aunt. She was Trinidadian and all alone. She had been with the company for a VERY long time, and was making just over $10000 a year. She had to pay out $1600 a year in insurance, plus pay her taxes, as well as everything else. It's heartbreaking. No wonder there are so many people that are so desperate. Not that we don't have desperation here, mind you, but I think I'd rather take my chances here, thank you very much.

I will be working every day (weekends, too) until next Friday, then I have a week off, then I work another week. I am shocked that I am having fun here. It's really not bad, even if they tell you when to have lunch and for how long. I have not yet heard back from anyone else about work, though. At least I won't starve any time soon. I was getting pretty hungry there.

And life continues

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I suppose that this could be a true Thanksgiving. I SHOULD have done this a few weeks ago, but then, I suppose I didn't feel that thankful.
  • I had an interview yesterday for something in small-scale project management with a placement agency. I mentioned it in the last entry. The girl that was interviewing me was rather young, and I think that I was able to convince her that I was actually a project coordinator in other jobs rather than a phone monkey in sales, so she is passing my CV and the results of our conversation on to the actual company. I should know tomorrow if the people there want to meet with me, and I expect that the interview would be later this week.
  • Quantum called me about another sales opportunity (I get a lot of calls for sales opportunities; perhaps I should remove the word "sales" from my CV and replace it with "project"). I explained what I was actually looking for and after digging a little bit, it seems that there is an opportunity as a media relations coordinator that was put on hold because there was a death in the family of the one hiring. It sounds interesting; I get to travel locally and coordinate small media projects. Neither opportunity pays much, but at least with my age I can get to the top of their pay grade immediately.
  • A former coworker, Gnocchi Linguine, just got married and I was invited to his marriage party. I was told a number of times that it would be great if I could go back there to work, although they agree that sales was not really my bag when I was there. As luck would have it, there was a project management position that opened up that same day. I later found out that Rick, my former boss there, thinks that I would be a great fit for the position, and certainly better than the girl that left it. (Clients actually LIKE me, for starters.) What I have to do now is to make contact with Posey Headlights, the woman responsible for that area of the business. Unfortunately, she is one person I avoided like the plague when I was working there. More on her some other time if this story develops.
  • Rose. For three years of tolerating my willfulness and stubbornness, and for never giving up on herself.
There are other things, but I haven't thought of them yet. I will keep you posted.
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