This Which Way challenge is all about capturing the roads, walks, trails, rails, steps, signs, etc. we move from one place to another on. You can walk on them, climb them, drive them, ride on them, as long as the specific way is visible. Any angle of a bridge is acceptable as are any signs.
There won’t ever a topic to this challenge. All you need have is the “way” visible and the main focus of your photo. Here is a list of acceptable “ways”:
- Roads: gravel, asphalt, cobbled, dirt, freeway, expressway, highway, bridges
- Indoor walkways: hallways, aisles, people movers
- Outdoor walks: sidewalks, paths, trails
- Stairs, elevators, escalators, or steps: indoors, outdoors
- Railway tracks, monorails, ski lifts
- Runways and tarmacs
- Ferry’s, canals and locks
- Parking lots, private driveways
- Signs of any kind: directional, informational, store signs, wind vanes
- Maps that are posted as signs
Sonofabeach is the new host for this challenge, please take a minute to visit him 🙂
Here’s my take on it this week;
The road to
Hell (oops) work!
Please, feel free to skip the following, as it is of little interest, and quite frankly, I’m just going to sound like a Debbie Downer! I don’t want pity, nor encouragements… I am aware that when I’ll be fed up with it, I can simply walk away from the problems, but hey! For now, I just want to vent, and let it out, and keep a written record for myself.
Maybe, just maybe, someday, things will magically change, and I’ll be re-reading this, and laughing, thinking about how absolutely disappointed and disgusted I was (am) when I wrote this.
So… What’s going on, you might be thinking? (I am serious, it is still time to close the window and go looking for something interesting to read!)
Well. I’ve been working where I work for the past 9 years (almost). Since the very beginning, we’ve constantly been experiencing low-staff. At first, I was almost glad I could do so much overtime, because I had moved to Montréal to find a well-paying job that would allow me to get rid of some debts.
I did manage to pay everyone I owed money to, and although not wealthy, get to the point where money is not a big worry anymore.
The years passed. Some people in our team retired, and no one was hired to replace them… And our department started getting little tasks here and there, that our bosses thought we might as well take care of.
You’re not good in math? (and you’re still reading? Really?) Me neither! Well, I don’t suck at it, but it definately isn’t my forte. Still this equation is not hard to understand…
Work + Work + Work – Worker -Worker -Worker = Trouble (eventually)
About a year ago, the new schedules we were presented, only made sense on paper. There was NO consideration for people going on vacation, people getting sick or just wanting to take an extra day off. As soon as someone called off work, whatever the reason, one of us had to fill in, and our already scarce days off suddenly disappeared.
Our whole team was already fed up with the new schedule, and we just kept praying that no one would get sick or want to take a holiday…
Yesterday, we learnt that one of my co-workers is leaving for another department. Just a day before, our big boss had announced that due to new tasks that will be quite a load of work, they decided it was ok to open a new spot.
You’re probably thinking… “They just have to hire two new people, and Bingo!”
Yeah, I wish it was that simple.
The thing is, first of all, for some mysterious reason, actually giving interviews, scrolling through résumés, and picking candidates seems to be an extremely intricate process that can take up to two months to go through. Plus, they have to find people crazy enough to come work with us. (seriously, you have to be a little weird to manage the mind games going on) And finally, they have to find people who’ll survive a six months long training.
No, I am not joking. Training to do my job takes six months. I am pretty sure some NASA jobs require less training. I suspect it is just a way Booh Boss has come up with, to make us feel stupid from the very start. So… Let’s say our new little troopers make it passed the six months long training period, we still have to cross our fingers that they didn’t just get this job hoping for an opening in another department. (It happened quite a number of times.)
So… If we are lucky (and I wouldn’t be naive enough to beleive that, right now), in two months, we might have two candidates starting their training… And in eight months, they might start working on their own.
But you know when that brings us? In mid November. If we are lucky!
Oh, come on, let’s do more math!! You chose to keep reading, remember?
In my department, we are a team of one Chef (Booh Boss) and 6 Indians. (just to give you an idea of the big bosses cutting on jobs, when I started up nine years ago, we were one Chef – Booh Boss, who else?? – and 10 Indians) That will go down to 5 Indians soon, due to yesterday’s news.
2010 – 10 Indians sharing a fair amount of work
2019 – 5 Indians doing 2010 job + all the add ons
Oh, but wait! It gets much more fun. In our department, when we have a new Indian to train, only a trained Indian can take care of that! And if you have 2 wannabe Indians, well, you have to give that responsability to TWO feckin’ trained Indians!
5 Indians minus 2 Indians make…..?
Yes, three of us, taking care of the work that at least seven people should be sharing. Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! And that’s if no one gets sick, or dares to take a day off, because, you know, maybe they are getting a little tired??
As I said earlier, I am aware that I can just quit and find another job. But the thing is, I really don’t hate my job. In the same field, if I went anywhere else, I’d only get a fraction of my actual paycheck. I would also loose a lot insurance and vacation-wise.
But I think that the main reason I am not even thinking about quitting just yet, is that I care about the other Indians. And I am scared of what will happen if another one of us leaves the ship unexpectedly. So I won’t be that Indian.
I told you not to read this!