Can barely walk, this time on cement after sitting on your ass is very hard.
Last night went to sleep in the chair at 5:20, woke and went to bed at 6:30 and woke up at 3:45 feeling like a good nights rest. WHeeeh.
Plant Loco does not seem to be adhering to the new world global shit, and frankly it is not much cleaner. The plant manager had to mow the lawn (along with his upper management cohorts) after he told the MAN that the grass was out of control due to the bankruptcy. The MAN told him and his cohorts to bring in their personal lawn mowers and have at it. They did. Too bad they did not get the real point, keep your home clean. It is still a pig sty.
They painted a section of the floor white, I think to make a point. Plant Loco made their point back by taping paper all over the white floor. WTF.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
I am going back to work
Bossman called this morning and said to call Plant Loco. They are up and running Monday as promised and need me. I am needed. Although I don't why as they have bled the line, but they demand my expertise. This should be fun.
Plant Loco is supposed to be very clean now. Floors painted white. And you have to wear booties. This is a plant where there used to be a contest to count the "food waste" on the floor. People fed rats. Security threw fast food bags out the windows of the vehicles they parked in out of the way places. The police parked deterrent black and whites inside the fence and never brushed the snow off the windshields.
Also mentioned there would be a lot of down time on the lines with the bleed off (this is normal) but it made wonder about normally accepted routines. In the past when the line goes down most everyone sits in their lawn chair, eats, listens to the radio or CD's, heats up their food in the illegal microwave. Wonder how that's gonna go over?
Plant Loco is supposed to be very clean now. Floors painted white. And you have to wear booties. This is a plant where there used to be a contest to count the "food waste" on the floor. People fed rats. Security threw fast food bags out the windows of the vehicles they parked in out of the way places. The police parked deterrent black and whites inside the fence and never brushed the snow off the windshields.
Also mentioned there would be a lot of down time on the lines with the bleed off (this is normal) but it made wonder about normally accepted routines. In the past when the line goes down most everyone sits in their lawn chair, eats, listens to the radio or CD's, heats up their food in the illegal microwave. Wonder how that's gonna go over?
Saturday, July 18, 2009
I am Gonna Faint
After a year and a half of keeping the new garage door opener in the garage, ta-da, Big Daddy is putting it up. So I will have somewhere to keep garbage when he abandons me for the FC and his own full time housekeeping. He needs a pulley. Trusty men at the local hardware are on the hunt.
Got dressed in big girl clothes today to get my hair done. Can't go back to work with roots. Supposed to go back July 27. Big girl clothes indicate that my lack of physical activity has caused all my fat to have a meeting (they included the 2 new pounds of fat) and the consensus was that all the fat would move to my waistband. This is not funny. Nor pretty.
So I am going to take a walk this afternoon and practice taking pictures. Of the cookie lady's farm. It is getting lush.
We are invited to the new neighbors wedding in late September. Seems they (at least the dad) are from the old country and I believe there is a no living together before marriage expectation. Cute. It will be fun to have newlyweds in the neighborhood.
Big Daddy started the paperwork for our transitions, Birth and Marriage Certificates and COBRA paperwork. Much to do. And one of his friends in FC told him about eating snake, said the bones are like eating bluegill. WTF.
Got dressed in big girl clothes today to get my hair done. Can't go back to work with roots. Supposed to go back July 27. Big girl clothes indicate that my lack of physical activity has caused all my fat to have a meeting (they included the 2 new pounds of fat) and the consensus was that all the fat would move to my waistband. This is not funny. Nor pretty.
So I am going to take a walk this afternoon and practice taking pictures. Of the cookie lady's farm. It is getting lush.
We are invited to the new neighbors wedding in late September. Seems they (at least the dad) are from the old country and I believe there is a no living together before marriage expectation. Cute. It will be fun to have newlyweds in the neighborhood.
Big Daddy started the paperwork for our transitions, Birth and Marriage Certificates and COBRA paperwork. Much to do. And one of his friends in FC told him about eating snake, said the bones are like eating bluegill. WTF.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Big Daddy has a new idea
Big Daddy is setting up SKYPE on my computer. Not paying anything yet, just getting it ready. So that we can talk and see each other from the FC. Do I really want someone watching me on the computer? Kinda creepy.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
I Have Been Unfriended on Farm Town and Face Book
This is the most hilarious thing in my life. With every social problem in the world, with my family trying to survive, with my computer having a virus for most of the week I have come to find that a friend for 40 years has un-friended me for specious causes. From fucking Farm Town. And they made their other friends do this too. Also to Big Daddy. WTF.
This is a person that I held their hand when they could not go to their mother's funeral, stood by when life did them wrong, and offered them a place to stay when they thought they had no place to go.
Well, we are no longer friends. To my surprise as I finally logged on to Farm Town with my WebRoot buddy in tow so that we could find the skulking virus king, I was un-friended. I found the truth. I was no longer wanted.
I think it all started to go downhill when she demanded I save my crops for her and she went out to marketplace to get more jobs. You see, she is a liberal and I am a conservative. She wants me to save the best for her while she panders to the other farmers, and I believe everyone should have a fair shot. If you are available, fine, if not why should someone else not have a fair opportunity?
Big Daddy tells me this has been going on for years, me letting people take advantage and getting hurt when their true colors show through. Especially my Farm Town ex friend, who I have swallowed a lot of shit from for years. I have sent this person gifts, called when they were down and tried to be a friend. Now when my life is in the toilet I am finding out that most people are just too self involved to see another persons pain. There has been no return of these favors, especially from this one, and I always excused this as people are not as well off as I am. I guess I always thought it was monetary when in truth it is just being a good person who has a sense of caring for fellow human beings.
So when we dig ourselves out of this shithole we will seriously be careful of who we call friends in the new world. At this point the list is very short and getting extremely limited.
And I now think I truly understand how thick your skin can get. Because next time, I will take your skin off, one little layer at a time.
By the way, let us hope for the virus king.
This is a person that I held their hand when they could not go to their mother's funeral, stood by when life did them wrong, and offered them a place to stay when they thought they had no place to go.
Well, we are no longer friends. To my surprise as I finally logged on to Farm Town with my WebRoot buddy in tow so that we could find the skulking virus king, I was un-friended. I found the truth. I was no longer wanted.
I think it all started to go downhill when she demanded I save my crops for her and she went out to marketplace to get more jobs. You see, she is a liberal and I am a conservative. She wants me to save the best for her while she panders to the other farmers, and I believe everyone should have a fair shot. If you are available, fine, if not why should someone else not have a fair opportunity?
Big Daddy tells me this has been going on for years, me letting people take advantage and getting hurt when their true colors show through. Especially my Farm Town ex friend, who I have swallowed a lot of shit from for years. I have sent this person gifts, called when they were down and tried to be a friend. Now when my life is in the toilet I am finding out that most people are just too self involved to see another persons pain. There has been no return of these favors, especially from this one, and I always excused this as people are not as well off as I am. I guess I always thought it was monetary when in truth it is just being a good person who has a sense of caring for fellow human beings.
So when we dig ourselves out of this shithole we will seriously be careful of who we call friends in the new world. At this point the list is very short and getting extremely limited.
And I now think I truly understand how thick your skin can get. Because next time, I will take your skin off, one little layer at a time.
By the way, let us hope for the virus king.
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Saturday, July 11, 2009
I Need To Make A List
Ok, I am starting to get used to this foreign country thing and from here on will call it FC. Waiting for info on the plane tickets so I can track the flight and aircraft as I am a total freak on flying right now. Punkin Head will try to come home before Big Daddy leaves and again in October for a wedding.
That will leave me with November alone and hopefully a visit to FC in December. This will be dependent on my money and my vacation time. I have asked for and not received the plan for everyone to take vacation this year,oh and don't forget those promised floating holidays. When you never work it is hard to take vacation. And with everyone forced to take an additional lay-off in August to save money for the company this is becoming an issue. The lay-offs have not been balanced and the rest of the year is going to be pretty unpredictable. What if the whole company is on vacation for the month of December. Ha. And if HR ever comes back to work I have to go on the company insurance.
Of course, more important, is their will be no New Orleans Christmas visit. Big Daddy won't be on the job long enough for "rest time" and FC does not recognize Christmas. So I will be learning a new tradition of no Christmas this year. Or Creme Brulee. Or Cherries Jubilee. I just hope I don't have to eat a poodle.
That will leave me with November alone and hopefully a visit to FC in December. This will be dependent on my money and my vacation time. I have asked for and not received the plan for everyone to take vacation this year,oh and don't forget those promised floating holidays. When you never work it is hard to take vacation. And with everyone forced to take an additional lay-off in August to save money for the company this is becoming an issue. The lay-offs have not been balanced and the rest of the year is going to be pretty unpredictable. What if the whole company is on vacation for the month of December. Ha. And if HR ever comes back to work I have to go on the company insurance.
Of course, more important, is their will be no New Orleans Christmas visit. Big Daddy won't be on the job long enough for "rest time" and FC does not recognize Christmas. So I will be learning a new tradition of no Christmas this year. Or Creme Brulee. Or Cherries Jubilee. I just hope I don't have to eat a poodle.
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Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Monday, July 6, 2009
I can't wait to see this 5 Why and Fishbone
As told to me today we shipped a snake (a four foot long snake)into an assembly plant. In another country. A very cold and nice and quiet country. Yea, how do you certify that stock. And who ya gonna hire to sort that stuff?
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Big Daddy is pushing his luck
Big Daddy's new job is pretty much a done deal and I am terrified of jinxing it. Not that I am superstitious, but just scared it won't work out with all the bad shit happening.
Big Daddy however is sharing some details of what he thinks it will be like. He will live in a serviced apartment which means his cleaning and laundry will be done for him. He will have a concierge to help him navigate his new city. He will have a car and driver. He can get a massage for $10.00. Now that pisses me off. I will be home alone, laid off, taking the garbage to the curb in a snowstorm in dirty clothes, as I am convinced every appliance will break down as his Metro Car pulls out of the driveway.
Big Daddy however is sharing some details of what he thinks it will be like. He will live in a serviced apartment which means his cleaning and laundry will be done for him. He will have a concierge to help him navigate his new city. He will have a car and driver. He can get a massage for $10.00. Now that pisses me off. I will be home alone, laid off, taking the garbage to the curb in a snowstorm in dirty clothes, as I am convinced every appliance will break down as his Metro Car pulls out of the driveway.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Can't Believe it is already Thursday
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.
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.
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