In this economy, especially around here in a mill town, hardly anyone has a job. The mills have all moved to different countries and more people are losing jobs.
One year when this all hit, Freightliner fired a bunch of people. My brother was working for the local newspaper when that happened and he had obituary duty. A lot of suicides came in. They never published it because it could cause a chain reaction. It partially did. The numbers were pretty high.
Today, my father lost his job. He got laid off. His managers at his plant got together and worked out a plan. After Christmas or the beginning of the year, they were going to make people cut back 8 hours a week so everyone could keep jobs and before Christmas, they were going to make people cut back 4 hours.
In Seattle, their plant just laid off a bunch of people. Up there, they have a constant rotation of people coming in and leaving. Down here, people stay there. Dad would have been at this place 16 years in May. The asshole management in Seattle bitched and moan about it all and forced their hand and a bunch of people got laid off. Dad’s boss cried when he told him.
Dad and Mom don’t hold a grudge because after the first of the year, Dad was going to be moved to a different place and in all honesty, the plant has been a good place to work. We’ve always been poor, too. The only reason we have everything we have is because Mom knows how to budget.
I hold grudges, I hold grudges for a long time and I don’t see what the fuck is wrong with a bunch people doing their jobs to keep their employees. God damn dick grabbers. I’m rather fucking pissed about the whole deal. I’m also worried. There are no jobs, but Dad has more experience than I am.
Just because one thing works for one place doesn’t mean its the right thing for another place. Seattle is more populated. Gastonia is not. Thanks, assholes. I hope you all have a bad Christmas because right now, I feel like Ebenezer Scrooge. At least I’m not a child anymore. I don’t really need presents.
Maybe when I go out with Dad when he goes to put in for unemployment, I can learn a few things.
This isn’t the only place with cunts for management. Wal-Mart down here has a bunch of managers that walk around and make the cashiers cry WHILE THEY ARE CHECKING PEOPLE OUT. This one short, bald bastard looks like a goblin from Oblivion and I want to kick his face in. Last I checked, it is not their job to make the employees sob while they are trying to do their jobs.
They also bitch at people who are stocking because there’s still unpacked stock in the aisles. Customers come up and ask where things are. Sometimes the employees have to go show them where it is or sometimes they go to the back to get what it is the person wants. The managers get pissed. They also expect part time to do fulltime job and bitch about it when they don’t get every single damn thing finished. The reason I’m bringing this up is because Aunt Barbara works there. She stocks in Dairy. Every god damn manager there is a piece of shit with sticks in their asses. That is not how you run things. If someone is doing their job, you act cool to them and polite. If they’re dicking around, then yeah. I can understand being a rabid troll hell bent on ripping someone’s head off.
Fuck management.
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