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Mar. 6th, 2008 02:19 pmWhat's this, you might ask. Our David skipping school?!
Well, it's like this: almost all the readings for this particular class are in books available either at the library or on course reserve, meaning I have to compete with twenty other people for readings unless they're online. Today's class had no readings online. I had planned to get a book out of the library while I was in yesterday to do the readings, but forgot to. When I remembered, I was already at home. Since it took ten minutes of shovelling just so I could get my car up the top half of the driveway, I wasn't in any mood to go back out and drive the hour-long round trip to get a book. So, since I worked this morning and had no chance to catch up, I figured screw it.
It's just as well; I wouldn't have had time for lunch after finishing work, I need to do some readings, and I have a rescheduled orthodontist's appointment tomorrow for a consultation for braces (originally scheduled for April 14th, a rather ominous day for those familiar with Atlantic history). So instead I get to do some reading and have a shower and shave.
This time next week it might not make a difference anyway; the teacher's union will be in an official strike position a week from midnight tonight unless they agree on a contract (and surprisingly money and benefits aren't the issue). On top of that, if the teachers go on strike, the library workers go too, which means no library services except at the libraries at University of Waterloo and Wilfred Laurier University. Since I have to write about seven thousand words in the next three weeks, I'm rather hoping for at least a week-long teacher's strike.
And if that's not enough, the service employees will be in a legal strike position on Saturday, so even if the teachers stay on the job, I'll still be driving across picket lines to get to the parking lots. If they don't get a contract, getting in to school will be a real pleasure (detect the sarcasm in my words).
Ah, unionized labour--can't live with it, can't live without it. Not that I'm complaining about them actually going on strike, though. They've got a right to protest low wages/poor benefits. I come from three generations of unionized workers. I will support them despite the inconveniences; I'll be swearing about it the whole time, but I'll be supporting them.
Well, it's like this: almost all the readings for this particular class are in books available either at the library or on course reserve, meaning I have to compete with twenty other people for readings unless they're online. Today's class had no readings online. I had planned to get a book out of the library while I was in yesterday to do the readings, but forgot to. When I remembered, I was already at home. Since it took ten minutes of shovelling just so I could get my car up the top half of the driveway, I wasn't in any mood to go back out and drive the hour-long round trip to get a book. So, since I worked this morning and had no chance to catch up, I figured screw it.
It's just as well; I wouldn't have had time for lunch after finishing work, I need to do some readings, and I have a rescheduled orthodontist's appointment tomorrow for a consultation for braces (originally scheduled for April 14th, a rather ominous day for those familiar with Atlantic history). So instead I get to do some reading and have a shower and shave.
This time next week it might not make a difference anyway; the teacher's union will be in an official strike position a week from midnight tonight unless they agree on a contract (and surprisingly money and benefits aren't the issue). On top of that, if the teachers go on strike, the library workers go too, which means no library services except at the libraries at University of Waterloo and Wilfred Laurier University. Since I have to write about seven thousand words in the next three weeks, I'm rather hoping for at least a week-long teacher's strike.
And if that's not enough, the service employees will be in a legal strike position on Saturday, so even if the teachers stay on the job, I'll still be driving across picket lines to get to the parking lots. If they don't get a contract, getting in to school will be a real pleasure (detect the sarcasm in my words).
Ah, unionized labour--can't live with it, can't live without it. Not that I'm complaining about them actually going on strike, though. They've got a right to protest low wages/poor benefits. I come from three generations of unionized workers. I will support them despite the inconveniences; I'll be swearing about it the whole time, but I'll be supporting them.
