Well, if I could get the pay-rate I get for doing overtime, it’d be an easy ride. Dis-counting travel time, the job I did today took 30 minutes from arrival on site to leaving. As it’s a Saturday, I was paid overtime at a flat rate. Of course, the company I work for were paid more for the day(and I’m assuming the increase from standard rate will have been more than the amount I’m siphoning off), but still… £300 an hour. Not bad.
Shame about being made to stand like a lemon in someone’s office until the ignorant sod decided he had time to deal with me yesterday. By foisting me off on one of his co-workers (who was really helpful, thankfully). End result was leaving Derby so late that I hit the M25 (that’s the big motorway/car park round London) at rush hour. And then some silly sod had an accident just on the other side of the Dartford Crossing, so I was crawling for a whopping 3½ hours. I had cramp in my accelerator pedal foot by the time I got to my hotel.
Never mind. If that’s the worst that happened to me on Friday 13th, then I’m a happy man. And I got paid for it.
Now I’m back home and have to study. Again. Panicking about the OU stuff as I’m way behind many people. Perhaps taking on two courses and a project in one year was a little ambitious.
