Present from Punkin Head. I love fountain pens.
Well the UAW is not happy about the state of dirt in the assembly plants. To say the least, neither was I.
Cleanliness was not their forte. There were times I hated to touch things. Once I did touch something and my hand came away completely black. No one cleaned what they did not have to and then not really thoroughly.
Once I was sitting in the cafeteria and I asked someone who washed the windows, they answer was a question back at me: Inside or Outside? The filthy inside windows were washed by the plant local, the outside was contracted to window washers. Same with the grass and trash, inside the fence or out. I remember the one hallway to downstairs by body shop, it smelled sour and disgusting because they never changed the water in the mop bucket nor did they clean the mop. I had housekeeping volunteering to--at this time contracted out-- show me pictures of how the workers left the restrooms, unbelievable and shocking even to me.
Once there was a major effort to clean up and maintain the office area and they had folks adopt areas. I went to the ladies and on the back of the door was a note taped up that said "if you sprinkle when you tinkle be a sweetie and wipe the seatie. I could not get past the start, this was in a professional environment.
So the fact that there was always a shortage of soap, hot water and working water should not be a surprise. In some plants people brought in soap from the dollar stores. And left notes begging people not to steal it. It was reported yesterday some people walked off the job due to the water soap situation. After an intense negotiation management agreed to clean up the plants.
Really? It takes Covid-19 to get soap.
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Wednesday, March 18, 2020
Sunday, June 14, 2015
Just Stuff
We had a house full of Peonies for awhile.
I had the week from hell. I don't mean to speak ill of the Mexicans but they can be the stupidest asshats of all time. What part of if you piss off the customer bad enough they will bury ass is hard to understand. When the say put jets in the air, they are pissed.
Then they pretty much told me they were going to shut down 2 assembly plants and when I asked them if they told corporate, they dissed me. I am sorry shutting down a couple of assembly plants usually involves some really ugly meetings. Veins pop out and eyeballs bulge and voices get hoarse from the screaming. I really hate those meetings. Not the Mexicans, because they never have to come. They are too far away for the initial nuclear responses.
Big Daddy has been a good boy so I have been trying to make him happy. I got my ass out of bed on a Saturday to go to Eastern Market at the crack of dawn. I went to breakfast on a Saturday at the crack of dawn. Today I took him to brunch at a newish spot in downtown Detroit, Seldon Standard. I had decaf coffee and biscuits and gravy. It was great. Big Daddy had a cappacino, some green tomato and tomatillo juice and a pork hash. He was in heaven. It was all good.
Punkin Head is in Vermont for his interview tomorrow. He sounds really tired, took the red eye last night.
I am grinding my teeth horribly and need to finally get a Water Pik, just trying to avoid admitting I am falling apart.
Favorite new show Frankie and Grace or Grace and Frankie, with Lily Tomlin and Jane Fonda. Hilarious.
22 days to Curly.
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