Along with the new job has come membership in a new union. After putting in the requisite 30 days, I headed down to the union hall back in the fall with a few other fellows from work to sign up. (Tomorrow evening is the swearing-in ceremony when I guess I learn the secret hand shake and all that fancy stuff.) Anyhow, this is just a short little preamble to last week when I got a call from Lisa after work. Apparently, my membership ID (along with photo) arrived in the mail and she was having a good chuckle. When I looked at the card later on at home, I could see why: I was listed as a carpenter rather than a scaffolder and even more bizarre, the photo on the card wasn't even me.
2011 is getting off to a strange start.