frustrations pour forth

It's sometimes amazing to me how bad things can get. It's actually not bad here for a change, not great like it used to be but not bad. Still applying to jobs, Still getting rejection letters. I have taken it as a constant in the universe. Here's the formula:

Ef=rT^n

Currently, it would seem humanity has gotten the best of me.

There is this place I know.... the top 4 highest paid employees make over $18 per hour, the next three make about $8.50 per hour. all of them are full time, 6 of them are Caucasian. the remaining 100+ employees are minorities, part time working 6 hours a day, 5 days a week for $7.40 per hour. The shifts are 6 am to noon, and noon to 6pm. I feel so bad for them, they are good, kind well meaning folks who get treated like ass because it's one of the few jobs they can get and perform satisfactorily at with the language barriers. I suppose that might be why there is a 60% turnover rate. I have seen the replacement of equipment totaling over 250,000 dollars, with more to come.

I have heard the "I'm a cornerstone of this company" speech from a guy there who started the company 30 years ago. I have also used him use every racial slur in the book not giving a damn about who's around. news flash, it's 2012 and the people you are bitching about. whether they deserve it or not, are making your profit and paycheck so STFU and show a bit of respect.

The Climate in the office is so bad that the previous HR lady developed intestinal problems and her doctor recommended that quitting may be her only option. Her replacement lasted all of three weeks and walked out. How bad is a place when the HR lady walks out?

Meanwhile in a gas station in the ghetto...
"Holy Shit, it's Ed White"
I turned around to see an old friend and apprentice of mine. turns out he got frustrated with construction as so many others did and is pursuing a career as a psychologist, he can do it too, his dad is a doctor, he's smart as hell (too smart to be a roughneck) and he's a few classes from his bachelors. He was shocked to hear of my layoff and how things went down. couldn't imagine me not getting along with anyone, let alone someone hating me to the point of trying to get me fired. we discussed our current situations and exchanged contact info to kick each other work (he's also a licensed builder)
It was a good feeling to have someone note my skills and accomplishments. It seems lately as I look around in the environment I now work in, performing my duties well above expectations and still getting crapped on, ill thoughts enter my head. more often than not lately I think of myself as a washed up electrician turned glorified janitor. a quick review of my accomplishments, training and notable jobs would reveal otherwise, but after a year in a job where you don't learn peoples names because they will be gone in a few weeks it gets you down.
good things are just around the corner, I just need to turn that corner and not look back.