Saturday, October 16, 2010

back to venting in the blog

so a good many months have gone by, and a good many things have changed. Sold the Jeep, Painted the bus, Truck is damn near dead. Been working all summer (see the end of the last old post to sum up those feelings).

said person has gone out of his way to make everyones life hell, as is his way. I have been sick of it for a long time. one of the more recent developments is sticking me with the installation of the fire alarm system. I get this nightmare after all the conduits and planning has been done, and to sum things up it is piss poor at best. i really believe that it was doomed from the start and he needed to throw someone's ass in the frying pan with it, and it was either me of the little ass-kisser we call princess cock-smooch. basically I am doomed, i am destined to fail and no amount of effort can correct that. total bullshit. I am a pawn in someone's stupid damn game and after bullying me around like a schoolyard punk, he's going to throw me under the bus.

today we were working a saturday. no one said it was a 10 hour saturday, if it had been known to us i would have driven separately instead of carpooled. i have a wife in pain and a sick kid, she also has to work so as much as i appreciate her boss allowing her to take the kids to work with her for a bit if our schedules dont jive asking the kids to go to my wife while one of them is ill, and my wife is in a bit of pain for half of her shift is a bit much. i was only going to work 8, i was under the impression that with 2/3 of the crew picking up at 3:15 that everyone was working 8. so upon picking up princess cock-smooch informs me that i have to work 10 hours because I am behind. this poses a problem since princess cock-smooch is in the carpool. so rather than cause him and the others in our carpool to loose out on 2 hours each of time and a half pay, i called for a ride and just started walking.

A funny thing happened along the way. I was walking south and passed a guy my age walking north, face a bit red from a few too many hours in the sun. looking like he had seen his fair share of days like i was having and i said,
"Hey man, what road am I on?"
"this is old mission"
"i had an issue at work and decided to walk off the job, is there a good sign so i can give my ride some directions?"
"yeah, tell them to turn left at the big Kroger sign"
"thanks man, have a nice day"

and we waved and as i was turning he said "travel safe brother"
now, being in the union "brother" gets thrown around as hollow as my bosses conscious, but something made this stick with me a bit. What I would like to think is that even though i have been putting up with what amounts to tyranny and oppression by a racist bigot homophobe for the last 6 months, that somewhere my true colors shown through, the hippiness, the laid back attitude and try to be nice to people, even if you want to stab them in the eye with a fork style i try to exhibit. I hope that even a stranger can recognize that I am the kind of guy that would rather walk 70 miles home from work than take orders from an ass kissing nobody who passes along second hand information from someone too chickenshit to tell me himself.

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