It's Been A While...

It's really been a while since I've posted anything, but I finally have something to say again. It will probably be short, but I feel I need to say it.

I truly support the "Right to Work" status our our state holds. But I hate the way corporations can manipulate that status. They can force you to work overtime. If you decline, they can fire you. Granted, unions prevent that from happening, but I will never, ever join a union. More on that later.

Working for a company that had crews in our department working staggered 12 hr schedules, which covered the place 24/7, all was well. Then they switched us to Monday through Friday, 8hr, 3 shift schedule. Nobody on weekends. The other departments always run on weekends. So, stupid idea right? They didn't think so. So, now they are forcing us in on weekends, dumping a shitload of money on OT pay and pissing employees off. I don't know how many of the 13-1 shifts I can handle. (13 days on, one off)

Joining the union could secure my job, but I refuse to pay a bunch of assholes that sit in an office that will tell me when I can or can not work. I do not believe the employees should tell the boss how to run his company. BUT, I do believe the boss should have some compassion for his employees. We have lives, we have families, some of us are lucky enough to have personal lives outside of work.

I don't live to work. I work so that I can live. Or, as a very cool guy I know once said... "I work to support my family, I don't work to abandon my family."

I would accept the long days and schedules if the assholes who made said schedules worked them too. But they don't. They don't give a shit.

I'm growing more and more sick of this shit. Working at a gas station is starting to sound really fucking good.

I'm done.

Going for Seconds....

I don't think there is a human on this planet that hasn't had regrets about a decision they've made. I've had more than I wish to divulge. I don't know what causes it, but usually after a while we tend to look at things differently. Maybe we realize we acted foolishly, maybe we start to understand the other point of view. Who knows? Either way, we have made a decision, and we can either try to fix it, or worry and contemplate that decision for the rest of our lives.

I'm not a fan of dragging shit along.

I'm not a great person, and I have never claimed to be one. I have a multitude of faults. But I think I'm a decent person.

I'm in too bad of a mood to write more.
-B-