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Still Diggin' - Still Temporary

I realize I haven't posted much about my "temporary position" even though I'm one of the biggest Facebook post-whores ever. Why? Haven't had much to update all y'all on... until now! My temporary status was extended until Friday, 6/14. Basically a week away.

The following will be an analogy with NASCAR Sprint Cup races therefore I'll lose many of my readers along the way... frankly, don't care. It's the best imagery I can describe how the situation is. On the final laps of drafting tracks as Daytona and Talladega, it's a scramble of lead lap cars trying to put themselves to win. And that's not necessarily at the lead, either! Oh, and you've gotta have "friends" to "help you out". That is until the final lap - every man for himself. And yeah, rubbin' is racin'!

With a week left, it's effectively a dash for the finish. Management posted two permanent Inventory Control Specialists positions with a closing date [meaning no more acceptance of applications] on the same date as my temporary status.

*insert tire screech here* WHICKA WHAT?!

Sure, I submitted my paperwork for the position but now what? Do I bounce back to Operations while y'all conduct interviews? Hm. Gotta keep diggin', pushed the gas pedal to the floorboard.

Then what, 'los?

I'll tell you what. Another co-worker and I with that temporary status was extended yet again; July 5th, Friday. I laughed. There's another caution on the track!! Which effectively sets up for a GREEN-WHITE-CHECKERED finish.

... and I'm not saying I'm frustrated or upset. Not estatic either, but all I know and all I need to know is just keep diggin'!

Which I'm going back too. This has been your C Note. 'los; out.

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