Michael has been gone for the past two weeks but he's back now. Fall is a big freaking deal at my job and since Michael's absence coincided with massively heavy work load week I decided to keep myself busy and work as much over time as I could. Wait, that's kind of wrong... "Could" implies I had a choice, I didn't really have a choice. I've never worked for a company that was as "generous" with their overtime as this one.
The last two weeks have been all about working, working, working. My 9th day of working straight ended with a 15 hour shift. By that time I was so tired I was ready to puke.
Yesterday I calculated all my overtime pay and, you know, it was kind of disappointing. Really, all that work for that?! I mean, don't get me wrong, it was a nice chunk of change; but once you take out taxes... meh. I'm not very impressed with a few hundreds here, a couple hundreds there, etc. My paycheck reflects a running total of all the over time I was paid for the year and that sum makes me happy. A few extra hundreds tacked on to my paycheck is kind of like whatever. What I really wish they would do is hold onto all of my overtime pay and give it to me as a lump sum at the end of the year. A couple thousands will definitely put a smile on my face.
Don't get me wrong, I'm certainly not complaining about the extra money and I'm not complaining that the extra money isn't enough. And, as tired as I've been, since it's slowed down a lot, I'm going to miss the opportunity to earn some easy extra cash. I just wish they would pay me a lump sum at the end of the year. A substantial check after I've forgotten all about how tired I was and how I worked myself to death would be a very nice way to end the year.
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