20 miles each way, right?
They told us to go home at 12. Stopped at the bank, the liquor store, and the grocery store...got home just after 2.
Read this shit though...
The company I temp at has two buildings--5th & Market (operations...where I'm at) and 16th & Market (corporate). When I arrived at work this morning, there was an e-mail saying that both buildings were closed. About half the staff had arrived at work, so many stayed to do some odds and sods work. My whole plan was just to do some extra work, since I'm swamped right now.
Apparently, the vice president of operations was pissed about the closing...b/c he had not been informed of it. He then said that staying was voluntary but that the office would remain open. He left a short time later.
(Look buddy...HR is trying to avoid lawsuits as is corporate. If they say we're closed, you shut the fuck up and play ball...fucking piece of shit.)
So, another e-mail comes out...1601 Market is closed, but 400 Market is open.
What?
WHAT?!
Do they realize how incredibly bad that looks? Okay, so the corporate bigwigs who can't get out of their mansions in South Jersey and Chester County can stay home, but us operations peons who live in the city and the inner suburbs are being asked to stay? As one employee sarcastically put it, "I guess that snow up at 16th Street is really bad if they're not opening."
At 11:30, another e-mail...400 is voluntarily open. 20 minutes later, I get a call from my co-worker...they're shutting us down...go home. Approved by the managers who were still there. We're supposed to get paid for the whole day, so fuck it...I'm leaving.
I'm now comfortably at the crib. I have my bottle of egg nog and some food in my belly, so I'm set.