Attila is on night shift, and sleeps during the day. This afternoon I had to wake him up to take a telephone call. He was offered a full-time, permanent job as a result of the interview he did last week.
What a relief!
We do not know very much about it yet. It is close to his present place of employment, the commute will be the same. He will be on permanent night shift, 8.5 hour shifts. His wages will be slightly higher than what he receives now, but will rise in increments over a period of two years, to a living wage. There is a benefit package, which includes a drug plan, for which he will be eligible in three months. And he starts his new job Sunday night. And that is all we know. He is very pleased.
So, although we will be surviving on a very small income for the moment, over time things will improve for us.
That’s us sorted!
Date: 8:00 PM EST Wednesday 11 November 2015
Condition: Light Drizzle
Pressure: 101.4 kPa
Visibility: 6 km
Wind: WSW 13 km/h
“The Scotch father is strongly patriarchal. The wife is in a great measure subordinate to him even in domestic matters. In England and Ireland and indeed in most other Christian countries the children take their religion and piety from their mothers; in Scotland they take them from their fathers. This is chiefly to be observed among the middle classes. You will find many Scottish households where the father is a sort of potentate in the house. He has the best room, the best chair, the best knife and fork and silver spoon. The tidbits and luxuries are reserved for him. His wife speaks to him with reverence and awe and calls him “mister” even to her own relations. When this majestic father expresses his views his wife sits mum, never daring to say a word. If he is given to religion, he will have his say in that. If he be given to whiskey toddy, he will have his say in that also. He will decide the doctrine of predestination and equally determine for himself how many tumblers are good for him after dinner. Education, I fancy, is at the bottom of this Scottish singularity. The men are better educated than the women.”
Charles Dickens quoted in the Perth Courier (Ontario) on October 4, 1867.
My first thought was “fatted calf”. I grew up with some of this energy running around unchecked, it seems to me there is far more going on here than meets Mr. Dicken’s eye.