04-03-2009, 06:51 AM
Hi Dav,
I've been working my ass off and trying to cash in these worthless 401K plans that keep dropping like flies. And, getting my teeth repaired from all the grinding I apparently do to them while working at The Hill.
Monday, one of the transporters told me that he caught my face in profile while I was transferring a patient from a bed to my scanning table, and he could see my jawbone and mandible set and flexing like a Tyrannosaurus Rex. LOL LLH
I told him that from now on they could just start referring to me as T. Rex, instead of Cholita, which is a Mexican name meaning "Little Gangster Girl," that they had given me fifteen years ago. Because on the job, I've always pulled my own weight, and have never asked for any help, from anyone.
Jobs are drying up, and we're told to be thankful we even have one, which is hard, especially when you work for 8 hours, and only get paid for 4. But, that's how the CEO's end up making up for any extra money the union gets us in the form of a raise. You get a raise, and they cut your hours.
They also won't allow me to accrue anymore than 30 hours in any given 2 week work period. Working 32 hours constitutes Part Time, and they don't want to have to pay medical benefits to you which is what they'd have to do if you racked up 32 hours in a 2 week work period, too many times in a row. Even though they need you there to work, there's no more OT. At least, not since the new boss took over 18 months ago. They've literally taken the workplace back to Charles Dickens' era. "It was the best of times. It was the worst of times..."
And, they wonder why people are committing murder-suicide. They're not counting the people who've already fallen off the unemployment rolls, so they say we're at 10 % unemployment. A bald-faced lie. It's more like 35 % and climbing. I've always told the truth, and when I warned about the coming crash from the ridiculous bubble market, back in 1994, citing the Milton Friedman - Friedrich Hayek, Chicago School of Greed, I was called a pessimist, a crazy person, and how could that possibly happen?
How? How about when Reagan de-regulated the banks back in 1982, for starters. How about the cursed Federal Reserve Act of 1913, and the blind-sheep acceptance of it by an ignorant electorate, back then?
How about the dumbing down, and anesthesizing of a whole generation of society made traumatized by the murders of their heroes, the murder and maiming of the sons and daughters of their teachers and mentors, riding the Freedom Rider buses, marching against racism, the loss of fathers, brothers, husbands, sisters, and wives in that worthless Vietnam War. Ban the bomb. Make love, Not War.
I've been told that the initials of my name really stand for "Trouble Maker." Well, so be it. Someone's got to yell it out, shout it out, and get pummeled for doing so, in the process. I guess that's what I'm really here for.
I just wish I had more time.
There's been a lot of information forthcoming from Downsizer Dispatch I've wanted to post, but who really reads it with eyes wide open? Some folks seem like they just don't even care to know. The ostriches, if you will.
Besides, it seems as if I'm only preaching to the choir most of the time, anymore.
But, you did ask, and I had to answer.
Love,
Ter
I've been working my ass off and trying to cash in these worthless 401K plans that keep dropping like flies. And, getting my teeth repaired from all the grinding I apparently do to them while working at The Hill.
Monday, one of the transporters told me that he caught my face in profile while I was transferring a patient from a bed to my scanning table, and he could see my jawbone and mandible set and flexing like a Tyrannosaurus Rex. LOL LLH
I told him that from now on they could just start referring to me as T. Rex, instead of Cholita, which is a Mexican name meaning "Little Gangster Girl," that they had given me fifteen years ago. Because on the job, I've always pulled my own weight, and have never asked for any help, from anyone.
Jobs are drying up, and we're told to be thankful we even have one, which is hard, especially when you work for 8 hours, and only get paid for 4. But, that's how the CEO's end up making up for any extra money the union gets us in the form of a raise. You get a raise, and they cut your hours.
They also won't allow me to accrue anymore than 30 hours in any given 2 week work period. Working 32 hours constitutes Part Time, and they don't want to have to pay medical benefits to you which is what they'd have to do if you racked up 32 hours in a 2 week work period, too many times in a row. Even though they need you there to work, there's no more OT. At least, not since the new boss took over 18 months ago. They've literally taken the workplace back to Charles Dickens' era. "It was the best of times. It was the worst of times..."
And, they wonder why people are committing murder-suicide. They're not counting the people who've already fallen off the unemployment rolls, so they say we're at 10 % unemployment. A bald-faced lie. It's more like 35 % and climbing. I've always told the truth, and when I warned about the coming crash from the ridiculous bubble market, back in 1994, citing the Milton Friedman - Friedrich Hayek, Chicago School of Greed, I was called a pessimist, a crazy person, and how could that possibly happen?
How? How about when Reagan de-regulated the banks back in 1982, for starters. How about the cursed Federal Reserve Act of 1913, and the blind-sheep acceptance of it by an ignorant electorate, back then?
How about the dumbing down, and anesthesizing of a whole generation of society made traumatized by the murders of their heroes, the murder and maiming of the sons and daughters of their teachers and mentors, riding the Freedom Rider buses, marching against racism, the loss of fathers, brothers, husbands, sisters, and wives in that worthless Vietnam War. Ban the bomb. Make love, Not War.
I've been told that the initials of my name really stand for "Trouble Maker." Well, so be it. Someone's got to yell it out, shout it out, and get pummeled for doing so, in the process. I guess that's what I'm really here for.
I just wish I had more time.
There's been a lot of information forthcoming from Downsizer Dispatch I've wanted to post, but who really reads it with eyes wide open? Some folks seem like they just don't even care to know. The ostriches, if you will.
Besides, it seems as if I'm only preaching to the choir most of the time, anymore.
But, you did ask, and I had to answer.
Love,
Ter
"The power of accurate observation is commonly called cynicism by those who have not got it."
George Bernard Shaw (1856-1950) Irish writer.
George Bernard Shaw (1856-1950) Irish writer.