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[beanside]

Ah, payday. The day where I can briefly pretend that I have money. It never lasts more than a weekend.

I got a promotion at work, which means a pretty substantial pay raise. I'm nervous, but excited. For an extra $3/hr, I can pretend to care about my customer's issues even more, I guess.

(I work in the call center for the US branch of a multinational Swedish furniture chain. Some days I'm still shocked at how worked up people can get about furniture. Crying, cursing, threatening to have the charge card reverse the charges for one missing twenty dollar item on a thousand dollar order...)

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[hederahelix]

Yay for promotions. Yay for more money. Boo for it not being nearly as much of a raise as you deserve.

[fufaraw]

Congrats on the promotion. Commiserations on the non-flexibility of available money. And I sympathize with you having to deal with tantrums, I sort of get it. Everything is so tense and chill is too-small and stretched tight, it feels like any of us could snap at any moment and burst into tears over a hangnail. Not fair you're one who gets to deal with that, though.