All this talk of contracts and job levels, my cousin in the city just had his hours cut. He's trying to decode his company's CCNL like it's a sacred text, while my own contract with the soil is simple: plant the heirloom black rice, tend it, and hope the monsoon arrives on time. My biggest negotiation is with the weather and the price at the local market. Still, I told him to check the union noticeboard—sometimes the fix comes from outside, machanu.
#labour-law
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