Thursday, November 19, 2015

Adventures in Minimum Wage...with skilz!

Remember that from last semester? Yeah. What did that job last? A week? HA! I've beaten that with this semesters' work study.  My work entails streaking petri dishes with bacteria, as well as inoculating broths with said bacteria. I also make more media to put into those petri dishes.
Yeah, that's more like what I do every working day

Each of these tasks is a skill. Yep, a skill I've had to learn and am still learning. Yesterday's mistake was that I should've set the media I just made into the autoclave and ran it through. TOTALLY forgot about it while I was doing other stuff.  But while I'm perfecting these skills, I'm getting $9.00 an hour instead of minimum wage. So the question I always ask about a minimum wage job with minimum wage skills is this: If I can walk into your job and with about 5 minutes of 'training' DO your job, then your skills are worth minimum wage.

I don't think that other people could do what I do with 5 minutes worth of training.

I mean, it takes 5 minutes to talk about the PPE I have to
Two by Two Hands of Blue (not my photo)

Lab coat, glasses (my glasses suffice for this) hair tied back and gloves. Let me tell you that before last week, I had no preference for whatever plastic gloves I was wearing. This week, depending on the amount of swelling in my hands, it's either the Large or Medium in the blue. The clear-ish ones are too thick, the lavender ones tear too easily and are too big.  Gloves should fit well because you're in them for hours and you have to do stuff that requires a degree of dexterity.

And the hand washing, and the level of attention needed to keep from contaminating stuff and the usage of *this* chemical for glass and *that* chemical for plastic and that makes this job more meticulous than your normal flipping burger shit at Mickey D's.

And honestly, I think ANY person who works retail should be paid more than minimum at the get-go. The amount of stuff you're required to do during your shift is ridiculous. Work the register AND restock shelves AND keep stuff clean AND watch for shoplifters AND put away the extra cash AND help out customers. I mean............really? If you're paying $7.50...I'm a fucking cashier and that's it. I'll help whomever is sitting on the other side of this checkout stand but I'll be DAMNED if I'm rushing around putting stuff away while constantly checking for customers.

It would be like making MickeyD workers clean up CONSTANTLY while taking orders...OH and don't forget to restock stuff too! Ugh.

BUT.........back to work study. The remainder of this semester is training for next semester when the lab manager is going to be on clinicals, so someone else will be running that part of the lab. Gosh, I hope it's not me, but ...who knows.

Yes, I made a doily and this is a crappy shot of it. I've not crocheted in years due to it hurting my hand so much. It took me a few weeks to get it done and the pattern is called 'ripe wheat.' I gifted it to a couple for a housewarming gift. They're both farmers of a sort; work on the farm, write about farms, deliver feed to farms, but live in town. Kinda the best of both worlds.

BTW, I'll never crochet in wool/nylon yarn again. It was a stupid idea born of the fact that I was impatient and didn't wait another day to go to the store and buy some cotton thread. Oh well. 

Thursday, November 12, 2015

Marriage is about revelations

David and I have been married 16 years this past week. Yay, Happy Anniversary to us!

Here's David with my Niece's new boy, Sky. Dave loves babies, they love him. He thinks it's because he has a deep voice and all that hair.

Honestly? I don't think how long we've been married it much at all. Some days it feels like we're just married, sometimes it feels like 32 years. I still learn new things about David and about us every day.

Case in point: We decided to head to Menard's...(it's like Lowe's but locally owned) for some things. Dave has a list. Twenty seconds after hitting the front of the store, he's off on his own. I spend a bit of time trolling for stuff and then the rest of the 1/2 an hour trying to find David again. I've got some things in my cart and I'm just enjoying some time out of the house.

Oh and at one time, the muzak starts playing "Let it Go" from the movie frozen. Now I'm rarely serious, so I'm trolling the aisles in full karoke style singing along to the song, arms swinging,....I'm having a grand time. Are people looking at me oddly, oh you bet! I don't care.

I finally find the guy, stroll up to him and he is pitching a fit that I've rarely seen from the man. I mean, just fuming. They don't have this, they don't have that. They refuse to cut the length of pipe he needed so he's wandering the store with a 10' length of pipe off then end of his cart.  I am taken aback. I mean, here I am just glad to see him again and he's just angry. Oh well. I brush it off, put my stuff in with his and start along for the rest of his list.

Now as we go along, he talks about what I have put in the cart: socks and some Herr's chips. Here in this spot of the world, Herr's is a rarity. It's Frito Lay all over because they make them in Beloit 10 miles away. I like Herr's though. They have some good flavors. Oh and they're on sale for $2 a bag. The socks? Oh dude, come on! They're on clearance for $3....SOCKS! I love new socks BTW.

American Gothic, taken at the Harvest Festival with a Potato Masher.
And as we're going along, his demeanor changes. He's not fuming any more. I'm making cracks about this or that for sale singing along to the muzak and just enjoying myself.   It's only after a few days that I realize that if it weren't for me...that man would be a curmudgeon all the time. He may make me a more serious woman, but I bring out the more playful man.

 We do well together.   So here is to 16 years with my husband.... my Santa, my rock.  Yes, I've been a *very* good girl this year. ~wink wink~

On the knitting part: No knitting. I'm actually crocheting! It's a surprise. I'll take pics when I'm done.

On the study/work part; I've picked up a work-study job at school to help with finances and get some experience. First day was this week. So far, so good. Lots of bacteria, lots of petri dishes. 

Monday, November 2, 2015

Just back to normal

30 day writing challenge? Screw that. It wasn't near as much fun as I thought. I'll just go back to normal here: Knitting and birds...with a bit of class thrown in.

So I'm finished 98% wise on a request from friends of mine to make booties and a hat for their upcoming
baby.   I chose the baby UGGS and a pumpkin hat. The hat just got dyed orange so it's not available for photos.

The Uggs turned out decently but the pattern needs tweaking if I ever do it again. These are going to be too big for a newborn. It was worth a shot, though.

I got in a pissy mood the other day and it got so bad that I couldn't even stand myself, so I took time off the internet and started knitting something  It's the start of a pattern called a heelhead scarf with a bit of change to the pattern.

Link to the pattern: IT'S A FREE PATTERN! YAY!
Right now, It is about 2' long, but before I start increasing for the hood part, I will make it another foot, then start. The pattern itself came from a Cascade Yarns scarf pattern  it's called the "Eco Cabled Scarf"

The yarn is handspun wool fleece bought from Sheep and Wool this year. I think it's a Cormo Cross. Nice medium  crimp, good feel to it.

Oh sure, there are tons of projects on the needles here, I just don't want to see them right now.

On the poultry note: We butchered 29 chickens weekend before last and it was a long day. To make it all that more fun, the next day my BIL brought over a big doe and we butchered that as well. My new skinning knife works well in skinning a deer fast. It took me less than an hour.