This past weekend Ben and I were discussing my impending return to unemployment, and I said, "I wouldn't be surprised if Tony (my supervisor) pulled some kind of Hail Mary Pass to keep me around."
Indeed, a Hail Mary Pass was thrown on Monday. "Would you be interested in staying around a little longer—through the end of August—to help Paul retrieve old equipment from out in the field? You guys could go out in the morning while it's still cool and then do your regular duties in the afternoon."
Hell yes, I would—especially considering recruiters weren't exactly knocking down my door and Ben and I been wondering how our little household would survive on me bringing home the measly $240/week (less than minimum wage!) that AZ unemployment would provide while looking for other work.
This offer was not extended to the other contractor who came on the same time I did, and while everyone concerned has done their level best to keep him blissfully unaware of this eleventh-hour development, the fact he didn't show up for work today or notify anyone that he wouldn't be coming in (ostensibly our last day here) tells me he might've found out…