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the day before the storm....

Saturday, June 07, 2008

slept soundly for two nights. it seemed that the news didn't affect me that much.

done digesting. ready to talk about it.

it all started on wednesday. ross, my manager asked me if i could come in an hour earlier tomorrow because we are going to have a meeting at 12 noon and my shift doesn't start until 1pm. everybody turned to look at me because apparently no one knew about a meeting. ross then told everybody else there is going to be a meeting tomorrow at noon. he even called in the people who are on their day off to come in for the meeting. so EVERYONE is going to be there except for the people away on vacation.

after ross left, we all speculate as to what is going to happen tomorrow. we had all come to a conclusion that it must be huge since the regional director himself is coming downstairs to address the news(and he doesn't come down a lot). we had a lot of theories...

theory 1: we are all moving back to airport. rumours had it that the lease of our office is due...(everyone thought this is a sucky idea since they came from the airport. i actually kinda like this idea sice i never had that apportunity to work at the airport and inspect travellers... sounds like a cool job)

theory 2: regional director is giving us up. they recently appointed someone in ottawa in charge of importation. so maybe we no longer report to the regional director but to that dude in ottawa? (this doesn't really affect us but that would explain why mr. paul littlewood-the regional director (RD) had to come down himself in person. but this doesn't require everybody to come in to do overtime when this can easily be done in an email...)

theory 3: there are changes in our work schedule and pay and stuff. they had a idea about operating 24 hours and so there will be graveyard shift... (aw man, that would suck... i really want to stay away from graveyard, even if it is higher pay. but this would actually be a UNION matter, the RD wouldn't care less.)

theories went on and on... some were jokes and were actually quite funny. so we went home that night with these ideas in our heads...
WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN ON THURSDAY AT 12 NOON?

...............................to be continued.................................

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