That’s what we call paint that is made in error, so it’s deeply discounted and goes on a trolley at the end of the aisle. But that’s not what I’m here to talk about. This is a different oops..

I went in to fix my other ‘oops’ – forgetting to punch out yesterday. I talked with a guy called R, who was kind enough to ‘fix the glitch’. When I told him I’d applied for another job within the system, and needed to inform my manager, he said that S would be in at 11 and I could talk with her.

I called S to tell her. First of all, she had no idea who I was. Second: she let me know that I could not apply for any new jobs until I’d been employed for at least six months. Well, someone needs to tell the HD computer that, because it accepted my application and gave me an ID number to correlate with that application. As I said, I’m sure I won’t even get an interview, but I found it interesting that the left hand/right hand talkin’ to each other thing – or not – is alive and well here. No great surprise, huh? But I did fulfill my duty to inform – just in case. That’s it.