Well, I got a new job. I now work at Amazon in Buford. I'm an Amazonian. I started on Friday 10/2/2020. My hours are 1:20 am to 11:50 am Friday through Monday. That's four 10 hour days. The job is physical. It doesn't take much thought, but its hard on the feet and back. I'm on my feet the entire of time.
We get two 20 minute breaks and a 1/2 hour lunch. We get paid for breaks, but have to clock out for lunch. I make $16 per hour. So, I'll be making about $640 a week. That's $2500 a month, so I'll be stopping my disability if I get hired permanently. Right now, I'm just seasonal. So, I have a job until the first of the year, unless I fuck it up.
So far, my mental state has been good. I haven't been cycling, and my mood is pretty stable. I was a little concerned about the hours, but surprisingly, I am getting up on time and making it to work.
The people there are really nice, and very helpful. No one has yelled at me for asking the same question over again. So far, I have done all the jobs except inducting. Inductors are the people who take the packages off the truck and put them on the main conveyor belt. I think so, anyway. I've been a diverter, a stow buffer (sorter), and a stower. A stower is the person who puts the packages in the designated bags which are later picked to go on carts for the assigned routes.
The drivers pick up their packages according to their assigned routes around 9 am. Once the packages are picked, they are placed on carts and moved to the designated staging area for the drivers to load. That time of day is organized chaos. There are loaded carts being pulled to the staging area, the drivers are pulling their vans into the warehouse (they are beeping). And the aisle traffic cops are screaming "cart coming out, cart coming in!!!!" It's an awful din. Thankfully, my PTSD is under control, because the noise would have sent me spinning a year ago.
Mainly though, I get home, put my feet up, get something to eat, and watch a little television before going to bed around 4 pm. I sleep a dreamless sleep because I am physically tired. It's nice to be tired from a hard day's work instead of depression. Also, I'm getting a workout. I've lost a few pounds already, which is a little unfortunate, because my underwear is too big, lol.
The company supplies all the PPE, and they even gave us a $122 credit with Zappos for shoes. Mine should be here sometime today. I'm also expecting some rain boots that I ordered from DSW. I have to go to the post office to pick up a package, and to the grocery store to pick up a couple of things.
Some really big news? I met a new guy on Facebook dating. His name is Brad. He's not bad looking. He's a sales manager from Athens. Anyway, he's a white guy. I think I'm done with black guys. I have yet to meet a good one. Tony was nice, but he played games in the end. I don't have the time or inclination for that bullshit. I want to get married. Brad may come here this week to meet. I hope I look okay. I am kind of lumpy, and I have so many scars. My legs have taken a beating from the cats.
I did get soe sexy underwear, so if things progress, I'll be wearing something better than my regular cotton panties, lol. Oh well, I guess that's all for now. I can't think of anything else. I hope I continue to feel well. If I do, I may only need to see my therapist once a month. That will be the first time that ever happened. I think I'll do my nails now. #peace #joy #love - B
