I have been living an upside down life. No regular anything. Can't sleep and without what I consider regular TV there is nothing to occupy my time except Internet bullshit.
This sucks.
Why don't they have something for laid-off people to do. You are not allowed to do much of anything according to MARVIN and I have looked for volunteer opportunties with no results. This is crazy.
Showing posts with label Marvin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Marvin. Show all posts
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Monday, June 1, 2009
Marvin does not abominate me
NYT crossword puzzle used abominate as the answer of the clue "to Hate". Ha, Marvin took my soch (short for social security number in the UAW world) and he said he would pay me. It has been a long time since Marvin smiled at me. Now we will check to see if the fucker actually kept his word. In a few days. It takes that long to get your money. And what happened to my extra 25 bucks Obama said I would get?
Big Daddy had an epiphany, he thinks our new various back and leg pains come from the fact we no longer wear shoes. Oh sure, the occasional walk when it is not raining, but I am finding it harder and harder to justify getting out of the jammies. Why dirty up more clothes? Why not wear slippers all day. Damn, it just occurred to me the picture in my mind of someone slopping around in slippers all day and it is ugly.
Well, I now have a reason to shower and dress every day. New news in the neighborhood news, the suspected juvie kid of the cookie lady is nowhere to be found and the eldest Clampett kid is mowing her yard. Her front patch garden has been inspected by Big Daddy who grew up on a real farm. She has 5 tomato cages, 3 tomato plants, 1 strawberry plant, 3 corn plants, and 1 pole bean plant. Pollination may not be her forte. Also a rhubarb on the city easement. No goats as yet.
The anticipated GM bankruptcy was on TV all morning. Orion Assembly will be idled for a while, which puts one of us in my department potential for being let go. Can't call Stella cause I don't want to know how bad it is for her. And Fritz standing up there saying how everything will be better was pretty much akin to admitting they sucked for a long time. I remember in the not so distant past the rumor that GM demanded a helicopter in exchange for a contract and meetings were dependant on buying lunch. In the recent past, last year, I watched a guy spend 8 hours painting a cart and telling everyone he couldn't do his real job, which was telling suppliers they were not allowed to sit in the cafeteria. WTF.
Big Daddy had an epiphany, he thinks our new various back and leg pains come from the fact we no longer wear shoes. Oh sure, the occasional walk when it is not raining, but I am finding it harder and harder to justify getting out of the jammies. Why dirty up more clothes? Why not wear slippers all day. Damn, it just occurred to me the picture in my mind of someone slopping around in slippers all day and it is ugly.
Well, I now have a reason to shower and dress every day. New news in the neighborhood news, the suspected juvie kid of the cookie lady is nowhere to be found and the eldest Clampett kid is mowing her yard. Her front patch garden has been inspected by Big Daddy who grew up on a real farm. She has 5 tomato cages, 3 tomato plants, 1 strawberry plant, 3 corn plants, and 1 pole bean plant. Pollination may not be her forte. Also a rhubarb on the city easement. No goats as yet.
The anticipated GM bankruptcy was on TV all morning. Orion Assembly will be idled for a while, which puts one of us in my department potential for being let go. Can't call Stella cause I don't want to know how bad it is for her. And Fritz standing up there saying how everything will be better was pretty much akin to admitting they sucked for a long time. I remember in the not so distant past the rumor that GM demanded a helicopter in exchange for a contract and meetings were dependant on buying lunch. In the recent past, last year, I watched a guy spend 8 hours painting a cart and telling everyone he couldn't do his real job, which was telling suppliers they were not allowed to sit in the cafeteria. WTF.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Once again the neighbors
Got a knock on the door this morning from the lady tending the corner house. She's the new neighbor. Good landscaping and a cute little girl.
She was asking my permission to put in her air-conditioning unit. WTF. This unit is across the street and behind bushes. So now we have to make local government and 1 out of 3 neighbors happy. The unit is only 2 feet from where the big screen TV(and I mean big)live. They will hear more noise than I ever will.
Big Daddy is interviewing for a new job this week overseas. Kinda scary. I think we may need to find a new home for the GrrDog or he will be lunch.
Off to do my resume for MARVIN, the bane of my existence, the most fickle relationship ever.
She was asking my permission to put in her air-conditioning unit. WTF. This unit is across the street and behind bushes. So now we have to make local government and 1 out of 3 neighbors happy. The unit is only 2 feet from where the big screen TV(and I mean big)live. They will hear more noise than I ever will.
Big Daddy is interviewing for a new job this week overseas. Kinda scary. I think we may need to find a new home for the GrrDog or he will be lunch.
Off to do my resume for MARVIN, the bane of my existence, the most fickle relationship ever.
Friday, May 8, 2009
MARVIN Pimped Me
Marvin and I are on the outs. I had just finished talking to a live member of the Unemployment Peeps and he transferred me to MARVIN to certify my MONEY when MARVIN went into a snit. He told me I did not have a Social Security Number that was viable. WTF. The live dude verified it and now it does not exist? No illegal alien has tried to steal it? It is just gone. Had to spend another 2 hours reconnecting to the live peep to verify this was not the Twilight Zone and trying to get my money. Marvin needs some Valium or something.
You know I was thinking today we are our own worst enemies. I am going to make a list and I am sure it will take me quite some time to finish with all the "little transgressions" that we all think don't matter. I just have to figure out how to put the list on the side of the blog as an added feature.
List starter:
I took pencils from work that were going to be thrown away, they were give-aways, and I used them myself at work. Except for 2 or 3. I still gave some away as no one reads the shit on the pen/pencil/whatever you give me give-aways. I had a guy yell at me one time that our pens were shit because the ink ran out in a few uses. He showed me a desk drawer full of quality pens. I asked why he wasn't using them. None of them had re-fills, but they were quality. WTF.
Working under the table. Never did it and I am appalled how many people that blather about the Democratic way think it is acceptable to not pay taxes on money earned. Same for the Republicans I know. If I pay taxes then we all pay taxes.
Antibacterial soap-do you people not stay abreast of the news? The healthiest people are probably the peeps raised with the most dirt. Ever hear about the strongest people surviving?
Feminine Hygiene Products, excuse me-but if you shower on a regular basis what is down there that is so offensive? This stuff causes massive "feminine problems" that feeds the Pharmaceutical companies to come up with more FEMININE HYGIENE PRODUCTS to fix the shit they started in the first place. Take a shower, or a bath, or use a really expensive bidet. Water down there is good.
Charity do-gooders. There are some good ones and there are some like the group I was invited to join. The first meeting in a mansion (with women with wedding rings much bigger than my 2 carat) were taught how to track their time and mileage so the husbands would be happy at tax time about the deductions. This is while we were availing ourselves to the homemade buffet that I am sure was also tax-deductable.
What is it with all this bullshit? People brag about paying a dollar a month for rent, people brag about working for cash so Uncle Sam can't take their taxes, people brag about tax deductions for having coffee. Who is actually paying for this shit besides me?
You know I was thinking today we are our own worst enemies. I am going to make a list and I am sure it will take me quite some time to finish with all the "little transgressions" that we all think don't matter. I just have to figure out how to put the list on the side of the blog as an added feature.
List starter:
I took pencils from work that were going to be thrown away, they were give-aways, and I used them myself at work. Except for 2 or 3. I still gave some away as no one reads the shit on the pen/pencil/whatever you give me give-aways. I had a guy yell at me one time that our pens were shit because the ink ran out in a few uses. He showed me a desk drawer full of quality pens. I asked why he wasn't using them. None of them had re-fills, but they were quality. WTF.
Working under the table. Never did it and I am appalled how many people that blather about the Democratic way think it is acceptable to not pay taxes on money earned. Same for the Republicans I know. If I pay taxes then we all pay taxes.
Antibacterial soap-do you people not stay abreast of the news? The healthiest people are probably the peeps raised with the most dirt. Ever hear about the strongest people surviving?
Feminine Hygiene Products, excuse me-but if you shower on a regular basis what is down there that is so offensive? This stuff causes massive "feminine problems" that feeds the Pharmaceutical companies to come up with more FEMININE HYGIENE PRODUCTS to fix the shit they started in the first place. Take a shower, or a bath, or use a really expensive bidet. Water down there is good.
Charity do-gooders. There are some good ones and there are some like the group I was invited to join. The first meeting in a mansion (with women with wedding rings much bigger than my 2 carat) were taught how to track their time and mileage so the husbands would be happy at tax time about the deductions. This is while we were availing ourselves to the homemade buffet that I am sure was also tax-deductable.
What is it with all this bullshit? People brag about paying a dollar a month for rent, people brag about working for cash so Uncle Sam can't take their taxes, people brag about tax deductions for having coffee. Who is actually paying for this shit besides me?
Friday, April 17, 2009
Big John Part 2
Went to the lunch. It was huge. Stuffed grape leaves were great. Don't ask.
Plant Loco called 9 hours as they lost time today because once again they had no parts. It is supposed to be no O/T with the three headed dog, but repair is working O/T too.
Big John publicised his retirement with a flyer saying a legend was leaving the building. Dude, you are not Elvis.
Toes tomorrow, Marvin Monday, and new neighbors soon.
Plant Loco called 9 hours as they lost time today because once again they had no parts. It is supposed to be no O/T with the three headed dog, but repair is working O/T too.
Big John publicised his retirement with a flyer saying a legend was leaving the building. Dude, you are not Elvis.
Toes tomorrow, Marvin Monday, and new neighbors soon.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Toe Problems
I haven't been sleeping well lately, waking up all hours of the night, tossing and turning, hot and cold, AND THEN suddenly in pain. Horrendous pain. Really bad. It was my toe. My big toe. When my toe touched the bed it was hurting.
Now at 2AM this is kinda hard to get your arms around. Although as any normal person would-I touched my toe in the hurt area. Yes indeedy, it hurt. I just love how whenever I am in pain I must recreate the pain. Well, I was successful. From that moment on I was officially having toe pain.
Okay, first I had to get a plan. Plan A is always to ignore pain as I convince myself it is nothing. By the way I am a hypochondriac. When Plan A doesn't work I go to Plan B. Seeing the Toe Lady on Saturday, pedicure every other week is booked forever. OK, Toe Lady will tell me everything is OK, just a little ingrown which she has fixed before. Toe Lady will set me free.
Toe Lady was like, hmmm, don't know, this could be something, hmmmm. Then of course I had to ask Toe Lady if my toe was going to rot away and fall off. She said probably not. THAT IS NOT GOOD ENOUGH. She said if toe still hurts in one week I need to go to the doctor. Now I have to pinch toe every opportunity to gauge the hurt to last time I pinched the toe, will probably cause a huge toe pinching injury and then I will never know. Is the toe OK, did I hurt the toe. And how do you explain this to a doctor, which by the way, is looking at one toe out of ten with no polish. Which is a coral-red. March is the only time of year one can experiment with polish. Next will be pink and then back to summer red for when we get to show off our toes again in rainy April. Unless you are my Martini friend who is currently wearing Three Headed Dog blue on her fingers.
Oh yes, going back to work next week. Think I got the Marvin thing right, still don't have my EPuffer, my mentor Puffette better have that book in hand, and I can't wait too see gregory the worm is still walking and talking.
Now at 2AM this is kinda hard to get your arms around. Although as any normal person would-I touched my toe in the hurt area. Yes indeedy, it hurt. I just love how whenever I am in pain I must recreate the pain. Well, I was successful. From that moment on I was officially having toe pain.
Okay, first I had to get a plan. Plan A is always to ignore pain as I convince myself it is nothing. By the way I am a hypochondriac. When Plan A doesn't work I go to Plan B. Seeing the Toe Lady on Saturday, pedicure every other week is booked forever. OK, Toe Lady will tell me everything is OK, just a little ingrown which she has fixed before. Toe Lady will set me free.
Toe Lady was like, hmmm, don't know, this could be something, hmmmm. Then of course I had to ask Toe Lady if my toe was going to rot away and fall off. She said probably not. THAT IS NOT GOOD ENOUGH. She said if toe still hurts in one week I need to go to the doctor. Now I have to pinch toe every opportunity to gauge the hurt to last time I pinched the toe, will probably cause a huge toe pinching injury and then I will never know. Is the toe OK, did I hurt the toe. And how do you explain this to a doctor, which by the way, is looking at one toe out of ten with no polish. Which is a coral-red. March is the only time of year one can experiment with polish. Next will be pink and then back to summer red for when we get to show off our toes again in rainy April. Unless you are my Martini friend who is currently wearing Three Headed Dog blue on her fingers.
Oh yes, going back to work next week. Think I got the Marvin thing right, still don't have my EPuffer, my mentor Puffette better have that book in hand, and I can't wait too see gregory the worm is still walking and talking.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Exhausted
Really just whipped or whupped or rode hard and put away wet. This has been a dreadful week. Working and worrying about Marvin. When I got back to Plant Loco and told them of my Marvin troubles everyone had advice. However the best advice came from my faux union steward who asked if I got my debit card. Of course not, I thought this came after I talked to Marvin. HUGE PROBLEM. Then I spent the next day and a half calling the state unemployment people, finally got someone late Wednesday that told me I was DENIED. How could that be? I have worked for like forever!!! Company filed the papers wrong (which they deny) anyway it got fixed but this took a lot of time and energy for the week.
Next the reorg at the three headed doggie company gave me Gregory as my new customer contact, he hates women, he hates suppliers, he hates his boss and he hates himself. Oh joy. Then I have an ISSUE. The worm then does everything in his power to do nothing and blame me (me being my company). This is one of those guys you would throw your lit cigarette on if he was on fire. Guess what, the worm who could not root cause the damn problem is now laying low. Fie on you worm.
Funny of the day, the plant did not run for about 3 1/2 hours because a chain broke. Normally you would replace the chain and good to go but when you don't pay your chain people, well fuck, they won't give you no more chain. Life is a bitch.
Next the reorg at the three headed doggie company gave me Gregory as my new customer contact, he hates women, he hates suppliers, he hates his boss and he hates himself. Oh joy. Then I have an ISSUE. The worm then does everything in his power to do nothing and blame me (me being my company). This is one of those guys you would throw your lit cigarette on if he was on fire. Guess what, the worm who could not root cause the damn problem is now laying low. Fie on you worm.
Funny of the day, the plant did not run for about 3 1/2 hours because a chain broke. Normally you would replace the chain and good to go but when you don't pay your chain people, well fuck, they won't give you no more chain. Life is a bitch.
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