Well Don, at least you had a real job, as Blue Collar as what it might have been. In retrospect, God was probably doing you a favor. Just imagine still working for the Medical-Industrial complex after having just published Masking the Truth. The Irony should make you laugh.
I am curious just exactly what you did that got you fired. You must have been acting contrary to one of the rules written by innumerable bureaucrats that are on a perpetual power trip.
But I do recall a story from years ago about women's basketball. In a 1982 match between Polytech Riverside and the hapless Norte Vista, which only had three players in the game by the third quarter, Cheryl Miller had already scored 105 points as part of a 179-15 rout. (She also had 26 rebounds and 11 assists.) The Norte Coach forfeited the game toward the end of the 3rd Quarter. He was disciplined.
Fast forward to 1990. Lisa Leslie of this same Polytech team scores 102 points in the first half against hapless Morningside, which was already down to just three players. She asked their coach, Gil Ramirez, if she could score just 4 more points before they forfeited the game, so she could eclipse Cheryl Miller's scoring record. The Morningside coach declined.
As a consequence, his team was suspended for the rest of the season.
I recall reading that article in our local newspaper, and I decided- that's it. This country is completely under the sway of witless bureaucracies whose only concern is enforcing the letter of the law and promoting their own agenda.
I will be writing about the details of my firing in March, WW. That will be the six year anniversary. It's time to get it all off my chest. Yes, in retrospect, it all turned out for the best. One clarification; I was a blue collar worker for some 15 years, but spent the last 29 in IT, which was considered white collar, even though I fortunately could dress casually. I would indeed have been fired daily once COVID hit. Would have been caught without my mask constantly. Would have been ranting to my co-workers about what a giant psyop it all was. Yes, the sports world is utterly corrupt. I witnessed some of this kind of behavior even at the youth league level. I love to win as much as anyone- I have acknowledged that over-competitiveness is one my character flaws. But I've never been willing to cheat, or do anything underhanded in order to win. I have met too many who are willing to do anything to win. Thanks!
I've walked down that road, Don, so I understand where you're coming from. Let alone being laid off for one reason or another. My resume looks like a rap sheet. I feel lucky to be at my current position now starting on my 10th year (yes, even part time - I fought for part timers to be recognized for their years of service, and I won, thanks to my boss). Out of everything seemingly bad, comes something good. I look forward to your article as to the details.
My younger sister works at same company, she's been there going on 45 years. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't have gotten in there (God puts you where you need to be, apparently). At least this company keeps employees for a long time. One man worked there until he died at age 80. Many leave, then come back. As I stated, I feel lucky. A person cannot even really "retire" anymore. I have too many dependents that require my tax dollars. Wish I could claim them on my tax forms. lol
I may be very wrong, but it seems that local media is nearly dead, and the online websites that register employee (dis)satisfaction, might be just one fun place to let folks know about the fumbling organization that they might be working for. My wife's firm has seen its glassdoor rating of her company plummet with their latest CEO. These sites at least let potential workers know how bad a company is or isn't. Good luck.
You are right, Roberto. No investigative journalism is allowed at even the local level. The company I worked for is still a huge advertiser for local media. They aren't going to portray them in a negative light. Thanks!
The Local Media is beyond dead. The completely free "Shopping News" in these parts has better journalism than the "LNP" rag. Even the Comics are not what they used to be.
Ugh ugh ugh. Not to long ago I was parked in front of a neighbor’s visiting and from across the road a woman backed out of her driveway right into my old Volvo and smashed the drivers door. I took the car to a mechanic and submitted their estimate to the insurance companies. Since the estimate was higher than the value of my Volvo the insurance companies exchanged paperwork and though they refused to pay for repairs and I was allowed the use of my car, they now, on paper, owned my car. I had to pay for repairs out of pocket and continue paying for insurance for a car I no longer actually owned. I never understood.
That sounds beyond convoluted. At any rate, if you still own a car, the junkyard is your best friend. Your second-best friend is somebody who knows how to work on cars. Find three cars similar to yours at the junkyard, and start collecting doors, fenders, bumpers, taillights, and etc. Rebuild an engine. And when it comes to cars, "old" is a beautiful word.
Good advice ! I have a 2007 Accord now. Whenever I’ve needed a part I’ve found it no problem from a pricey frame to side view mirrors. There’s a salvage yard data base that’ll give you a list of places that have the part you seek beginning close to home. If I had the $$$ I’d buy up “old” cars, well you understand.
Back in the '90's I had a Ford Festiva I put 240,000 miles on. Drove that car everywhere. My idea of a vacation was a road trip to the Four Corners- Portland Maine, Miami Florida, Sand Diego, California, and Vancouver, Washington. And at one time or another I ht just about everything in between.
I've walked out of so many jobs. I "ghosted" before it was cool. It usually was because some upper-level someone either tried to put their hand on my leg or had me do incredibly stupid work for no good reason. Once I was a good girl with a fairly good job and gave my two weeks notice. They said I had to stay a month or they'd strip the substantial weekend pay I had accrued. I said, "This is a Right to Work state. I need to give you a month but you can fire me any day immediately for no reason?" "Yes." I smiled, nodded, then never showed up again. I wrote a letter to all the top people apologizing that I had worked for such a melomaniac for so long, putting up and tolerating his abusive behavior toward staff. All true. I filed for unemployment and at first they fought it, then gave it to me. I think they were afraid of what else I'd write.
I love the idea of unions, but they become as corrupt as the corporations. And now the corporations are global, so good luck getting anyone to care. I hope it goes better for you, Donald. Tell them someone put a hand on your knee. Although nowadays, you might just get dates.
I appreciate you sharing that, Cindy. If I was younger, and really needed to be out in the workforce, I would declare myself "gender fluid." You don't have to change a thing, but just say you "identify" as something you clearly are not. Thanks!
Well Don, at least you had a real job, as Blue Collar as what it might have been. In retrospect, God was probably doing you a favor. Just imagine still working for the Medical-Industrial complex after having just published Masking the Truth. The Irony should make you laugh.
I am curious just exactly what you did that got you fired. You must have been acting contrary to one of the rules written by innumerable bureaucrats that are on a perpetual power trip.
But I do recall a story from years ago about women's basketball. In a 1982 match between Polytech Riverside and the hapless Norte Vista, which only had three players in the game by the third quarter, Cheryl Miller had already scored 105 points as part of a 179-15 rout. (She also had 26 rebounds and 11 assists.) The Norte Coach forfeited the game toward the end of the 3rd Quarter. He was disciplined.
Fast forward to 1990. Lisa Leslie of this same Polytech team scores 102 points in the first half against hapless Morningside, which was already down to just three players. She asked their coach, Gil Ramirez, if she could score just 4 more points before they forfeited the game, so she could eclipse Cheryl Miller's scoring record. The Morningside coach declined.
As a consequence, his team was suspended for the rest of the season.
I recall reading that article in our local newspaper, and I decided- that's it. This country is completely under the sway of witless bureaucracies whose only concern is enforcing the letter of the law and promoting their own agenda.
Stick a fork in it- it's done.
That is when I began my voyage off the grid.
I will be writing about the details of my firing in March, WW. That will be the six year anniversary. It's time to get it all off my chest. Yes, in retrospect, it all turned out for the best. One clarification; I was a blue collar worker for some 15 years, but spent the last 29 in IT, which was considered white collar, even though I fortunately could dress casually. I would indeed have been fired daily once COVID hit. Would have been caught without my mask constantly. Would have been ranting to my co-workers about what a giant psyop it all was. Yes, the sports world is utterly corrupt. I witnessed some of this kind of behavior even at the youth league level. I love to win as much as anyone- I have acknowledged that over-competitiveness is one my character flaws. But I've never been willing to cheat, or do anything underhanded in order to win. I have met too many who are willing to do anything to win. Thanks!
I'll be looking forward to that one. As for the sports world- I am glad I dropped out of Little League. It saved my childhood.
Why can't parents just have backyard games? It would help so much to bring neighborhoods together.
I've walked down that road, Don, so I understand where you're coming from. Let alone being laid off for one reason or another. My resume looks like a rap sheet. I feel lucky to be at my current position now starting on my 10th year (yes, even part time - I fought for part timers to be recognized for their years of service, and I won, thanks to my boss). Out of everything seemingly bad, comes something good. I look forward to your article as to the details.
I was unusual in working for the same company basically my entire working life, Fran. Thanks.
My younger sister works at same company, she's been there going on 45 years. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't have gotten in there (God puts you where you need to be, apparently). At least this company keeps employees for a long time. One man worked there until he died at age 80. Many leave, then come back. As I stated, I feel lucky. A person cannot even really "retire" anymore. I have too many dependents that require my tax dollars. Wish I could claim them on my tax forms. lol
I may be very wrong, but it seems that local media is nearly dead, and the online websites that register employee (dis)satisfaction, might be just one fun place to let folks know about the fumbling organization that they might be working for. My wife's firm has seen its glassdoor rating of her company plummet with their latest CEO. These sites at least let potential workers know how bad a company is or isn't. Good luck.
You are right, Roberto. No investigative journalism is allowed at even the local level. The company I worked for is still a huge advertiser for local media. They aren't going to portray them in a negative light. Thanks!
The Local Media is beyond dead. The completely free "Shopping News" in these parts has better journalism than the "LNP" rag. Even the Comics are not what they used to be.
Ugh ugh ugh. Not to long ago I was parked in front of a neighbor’s visiting and from across the road a woman backed out of her driveway right into my old Volvo and smashed the drivers door. I took the car to a mechanic and submitted their estimate to the insurance companies. Since the estimate was higher than the value of my Volvo the insurance companies exchanged paperwork and though they refused to pay for repairs and I was allowed the use of my car, they now, on paper, owned my car. I had to pay for repairs out of pocket and continue paying for insurance for a car I no longer actually owned. I never understood.
That doesn't sound right, Nancy. But then again, that's what I think about the way most things work out in this world. Thanks.
It wasn’t right, that’s for sure.
That sounds beyond convoluted. At any rate, if you still own a car, the junkyard is your best friend. Your second-best friend is somebody who knows how to work on cars. Find three cars similar to yours at the junkyard, and start collecting doors, fenders, bumpers, taillights, and etc. Rebuild an engine. And when it comes to cars, "old" is a beautiful word.
Good advice ! I have a 2007 Accord now. Whenever I’ve needed a part I’ve found it no problem from a pricey frame to side view mirrors. There’s a salvage yard data base that’ll give you a list of places that have the part you seek beginning close to home. If I had the $$$ I’d buy up “old” cars, well you understand.
Back in the '90's I had a Ford Festiva I put 240,000 miles on. Drove that car everywhere. My idea of a vacation was a road trip to the Four Corners- Portland Maine, Miami Florida, Sand Diego, California, and Vancouver, Washington. And at one time or another I ht just about everything in between.
I've walked out of so many jobs. I "ghosted" before it was cool. It usually was because some upper-level someone either tried to put their hand on my leg or had me do incredibly stupid work for no good reason. Once I was a good girl with a fairly good job and gave my two weeks notice. They said I had to stay a month or they'd strip the substantial weekend pay I had accrued. I said, "This is a Right to Work state. I need to give you a month but you can fire me any day immediately for no reason?" "Yes." I smiled, nodded, then never showed up again. I wrote a letter to all the top people apologizing that I had worked for such a melomaniac for so long, putting up and tolerating his abusive behavior toward staff. All true. I filed for unemployment and at first they fought it, then gave it to me. I think they were afraid of what else I'd write.
I love the idea of unions, but they become as corrupt as the corporations. And now the corporations are global, so good luck getting anyone to care. I hope it goes better for you, Donald. Tell them someone put a hand on your knee. Although nowadays, you might just get dates.
I appreciate you sharing that, Cindy. If I was younger, and really needed to be out in the workforce, I would declare myself "gender fluid." You don't have to change a thing, but just say you "identify" as something you clearly are not. Thanks!
Guess who said this Don?
Under their own construction of the general clause, at the end of
the enumerated powers, the Congress may grant monopolies in trade
and commerce, constitute new crimes, inflict unusual and severe
punishments, and extend their powers as far as they shall think
proper; so that the State legislatures have no security for the powers
now presumed to remain to them, or the people for their rights.