I dared to go shopping yesterday. Had to...ran out of everything during the commercially induced rampage. It wasn't too bad. Of course I did not set foot near a mall.
Now for the true and good meaning of the Holidays...the holiday part!!! NOT working, spending time with family and friends, being a free me til January 5th.
Well...I was not supposed to be free. The big overseer wanted me to work through it all to complete their latest half-assed project. He plans to-but he makes about 3 times my salary and actually gets to take his vacation time. And hey, I'm not the one who made it all FUBAR!
To add some insult to this request they bribed me with...uh...exactly nothing. No money, and they've already proved to me their policy on taking the time at a later date...it just never happens man. My apologies to Janice ;-) If you keep track of extra hours and take it anyways, as I did this summer, they dock us for it. Short memories they have.
That's funny-so I'm going to give up my time off (and a way more enjoyable and profitable side project to boot) out of some misguided sense of obligation? Love? Loyalty? To cheap chiselling lying ingrates? It is to laugh. Their is NO amount of compensation they could have offered anyways, I am not selling my freedom.
I am relishing it, as I relish every minute of every day I'm not in their nasty harness. Their disapproval means nothing to me....
It's hard to believe they would even think I'd give up my time, or dare to ask, after the way these faceless owners have treated their newly aquired slaves. It makes one wonder...do people in their position lose their humanity after too much dollar-worshipping? Forget what it's like to be a regular Joe or Jane? Lose any understanding of how to motivate (and demotivate) others? Or are they truly as stupid as they seem to be?
I slept in, I'm in my bathrobe, soon I will make some bacon and eggs.....something that I rarely have time to either cook or enjoy, and then go visit some pals in the city. The company cell is off and I am screening my calls on the landline. Bad Dog is curled up by the fire and will move for no one and I like it that way.
In Freedom,
Saturday, December 27, 2008
Monday, December 22, 2008
Plastic
Today on the radio a talk show host was going on about the plastic packaging that covers almost everything. How it is so hard to open. Hell Home Hardware now sells a special tool just to deal with the crap.
I hate the stuff too-but for a different reason altogether.
A product that is 1" square, like a printer ink cartridge, comes in a cellophane wrap....in a cardboard box.....encased in form fitting plastic. I unwrapped one and had half my desk covered in garbage. For that teeny tiny light magenta ink thingie. Disgusting.
Am I the only one who has heard we are running out of room in landfills-and places to create new landfills? Do we have to keep overpackaging stuff like this? If stealing is an issue do we not have those magnetic sensor strips and the doorways that beep if you've stuck one down your pants?
With all our stupid human technology why are we failing to make changes like this? Changes that matter regarding things that are IMPORTANT?
Gadgets galore, fancy faceplates for blackberries, phones that can do your taxes and the human race is still not evolving worth a crap. In fact it is de-evolving as humans rely on gadgets more and more. I'll never own a GPS-to lose my sense of direction would upset me, it's a great thing to have.
We also have a sun and stars that the ancient people navigated huge oceans by.
And our modern humans here can't get to the next town without an electronic thing telling them how to? Some have such blind faith in the things they make left turns into bodies of water.
And people think they have advanced? OK I've gotten off topic but it is all connected. Too many humans are stupid.
To be continued.
I hate the stuff too-but for a different reason altogether.
A product that is 1" square, like a printer ink cartridge, comes in a cellophane wrap....in a cardboard box.....encased in form fitting plastic. I unwrapped one and had half my desk covered in garbage. For that teeny tiny light magenta ink thingie. Disgusting.
Am I the only one who has heard we are running out of room in landfills-and places to create new landfills? Do we have to keep overpackaging stuff like this? If stealing is an issue do we not have those magnetic sensor strips and the doorways that beep if you've stuck one down your pants?
With all our stupid human technology why are we failing to make changes like this? Changes that matter regarding things that are IMPORTANT?
Gadgets galore, fancy faceplates for blackberries, phones that can do your taxes and the human race is still not evolving worth a crap. In fact it is de-evolving as humans rely on gadgets more and more. I'll never own a GPS-to lose my sense of direction would upset me, it's a great thing to have.
We also have a sun and stars that the ancient people navigated huge oceans by.
And our modern humans here can't get to the next town without an electronic thing telling them how to? Some have such blind faith in the things they make left turns into bodies of water.
And people think they have advanced? OK I've gotten off topic but it is all connected. Too many humans are stupid.
To be continued.
Friday, December 19, 2008
Disturbing trends
The trend in advertising I've been noticing over the past few years, that is.
The commercial buying season that is upon us (that would be Christmas to some) has spawned some really poisonous messages. I've seen a number of ads on TV that basically equate buying love-if you have spent enough on a gift people will love you, if not you're.... crap I suppose?
One depicts Dad hugging the one son but not the other-his gift wasn't good enough. Another was for Visa and ran a while back....two Grandfathers ran back and forth buying their new infant grandson bigger and bigger bears-the one with a Visa "won" this stupid contest.
Until he got his bill of course.
There are many more examples but I'm sure you get the drift. And this type of message is acceptable? If the parents are dumb enough to fall for it their children will likely follow suit and feel the same way. Buy and spend, beyond your means if you must...to buy love and be the "best" husband/wife/grandparent/child (read: sucker/sap/fool). If not you are "no good"...? Don't love your grandma on a fixed income because she can't buy you an X-box?
I am stunned by how blind and stupid most humans have become-I call them Sheeple. They have bought into this and can't even see themselves, they're inside an ant farm and cannot see outside. Look at the brainwashed herd of morons who actually trampled and killed a Wal-Mart employee. They were told it is Black Monday so go spend money-and they DID! It was important enough to kill another human......uh...yeah.
IDIOTS! Maybe someone should tell folk like that to go dive off the Golden Gate bridge before they breed.....run an ad on the TV saying it's the new cool thing to do...since they seem to mindlessly do what they are told.
The diamond industry is another great example of something the sheeple have bought into, with that "spend two months salary" guideline. Ha ha...for a rock...two months salary..because "they said so".
I would never even entertain the thought of marrying a man who was stupid enough to blow two months work on a rock because he was told to....if he spent six because he wanted to, of his own free will, that would be fine. Or ten bucks on a cubic zirconia, because that was all he could afford.
The idea of a free thinking man with the guts to do what he feels right is a much bigger turn on than some dumb sheeple who did what the ad told him to...shudder...we would not even be of the same species, I'd never mate with a sheep!!
Then again, neither are the women who'd be angry at anything less and myself. It's hard to believe we have even one strand of DNA in commen. I used to find them amusing, but when they actually kill to shop...well, that's just damned disturbing!
This "commercial buying season" I will appreciate the man I love, and who loves me, without a gift in the house. Affording it is not the problem or point, refusing to fall for the corporate hooey is. Maybe I'll go to the soup kitchen and help serve Christmas dinner instead :-)
The commercial buying season that is upon us (that would be Christmas to some) has spawned some really poisonous messages. I've seen a number of ads on TV that basically equate buying love-if you have spent enough on a gift people will love you, if not you're.... crap I suppose?
One depicts Dad hugging the one son but not the other-his gift wasn't good enough. Another was for Visa and ran a while back....two Grandfathers ran back and forth buying their new infant grandson bigger and bigger bears-the one with a Visa "won" this stupid contest.
Until he got his bill of course.
There are many more examples but I'm sure you get the drift. And this type of message is acceptable? If the parents are dumb enough to fall for it their children will likely follow suit and feel the same way. Buy and spend, beyond your means if you must...to buy love and be the "best" husband/wife/grandparent/child (read: sucker/sap/fool). If not you are "no good"...? Don't love your grandma on a fixed income because she can't buy you an X-box?
I am stunned by how blind and stupid most humans have become-I call them Sheeple. They have bought into this and can't even see themselves, they're inside an ant farm and cannot see outside. Look at the brainwashed herd of morons who actually trampled and killed a Wal-Mart employee. They were told it is Black Monday so go spend money-and they DID! It was important enough to kill another human......uh...yeah.
IDIOTS! Maybe someone should tell folk like that to go dive off the Golden Gate bridge before they breed.....run an ad on the TV saying it's the new cool thing to do...since they seem to mindlessly do what they are told.
The diamond industry is another great example of something the sheeple have bought into, with that "spend two months salary" guideline. Ha ha...for a rock...two months salary..because "they said so".
I would never even entertain the thought of marrying a man who was stupid enough to blow two months work on a rock because he was told to....if he spent six because he wanted to, of his own free will, that would be fine. Or ten bucks on a cubic zirconia, because that was all he could afford.
The idea of a free thinking man with the guts to do what he feels right is a much bigger turn on than some dumb sheeple who did what the ad told him to...shudder...we would not even be of the same species, I'd never mate with a sheep!!
Then again, neither are the women who'd be angry at anything less and myself. It's hard to believe we have even one strand of DNA in commen. I used to find them amusing, but when they actually kill to shop...well, that's just damned disturbing!
This "commercial buying season" I will appreciate the man I love, and who loves me, without a gift in the house. Affording it is not the problem or point, refusing to fall for the corporate hooey is. Maybe I'll go to the soup kitchen and help serve Christmas dinner instead :-)
Thursday, December 18, 2008
In the beginning....
Yeah.......everyone has been blogging away for forever it seems, and finally I've been inspired enough by an event to want my thoughts out here on the web. To hope they are read, even understood by some, and perhaps in some tiny way change things in this dollar worshipping lunatic asylum we have named North America.
Some background....and why bad dog?
The kick in the pants that started this was my best friends recent stress-induced heart attack scare. We work for the same company, and like many (far too many) workplaces in this greed riddled materialistic society we are being run into the dirt by the people I label the corporate killers. And make no mistake, a lot of folks are in the ground because of them.
People leave and are not replaced, their jobs remaining undone or left for the remaining fools to do. Expected to work insane hours, complete things without the proper time or materials, and work nights and weekends for the same salary. Five figure income with six figure stress sums it up. And not even a fat five figures.....
She ran herself dizzy for them, picking up slack til she ran out of hands......doing her own job and five other peoples. Putting in 80 hour weeks. Giving up the time she should have been relaxing and resting (and maybe having FUN-there's an idea!) to cover their mistakes, cheapness and short sightedness and be the big hero who saved the day for them time and time and TIME again.
Making....well the exact same salary as always. Getting....exhausted and run down. Not getting to take her vacation time, never mind being compensated in any way for all the unquestioning loyalty she displayed to these maggots. Running on their wheel like a manic gerbil for.......nothing.
Yes, maggots....feeding on others' bodies. What a great deal for them, never even a "thank you" needed for all that flaming hoop jumping. She took things personally-success or failure of projects meant a lot to her. I won't name the place here, or even what the industry is, but will refer to it as FITA. And that little acronym stands for F__k in the Ass!
Which is all we do get from these bloated faceless investor types. I am fully aware we are far from the only ones out there with sore behinds...it's happening all over.
She was a good dog.
I am not.
I don't jump through hoops, I do not take any pride in my job, as they make sure I can't do it well, and give me no chance to improve things, I am supposed to run blindly as she did, not think!
I will not make up for the people they have fired or the people who have left and save them tons of money on payroll. I am my own union. My logic pisses them off, my valid questions are irritating and my refusal to put in six seconds of overtime or work on a weekend is a part of my character they couldn't beat out of me with a two by four or coax out of me with bullshit.
I'd die for a family member, a child, a loved one. Hell I may die trying to get an injured raccoon of a major highway hahaha......but I WILL NOT die making people who don't give a damn about me rich.
NOT happening.
I am Bad Dog. I see through it all. I cannot be fooled into feeling like a hero while I'm actually bent over a desk at FITA Inc. I am intelligent, insightful, educated and talented. I could be an asset to the right people and use these traits to benefit them, but as it is they are used to my own design ONLY, and part of that design is self preservation.
I am angry they almost killed my friend when they should be kissing her feet and showering her with bonuses. Right now they are concerned of course-concerned about when she is coming back that is. And I KNOW she is far from the only person a corporation has almost killed, or actually managed to kill. With overwork, with stress...they use us up like workhorses and when we fall in harness they grab another, leaving us to die on the side of the road. I may have this hated yoke around my neck but I'm a still mustang through and through...they wave that whip and will see how far I kick them, in a metaphorical sense of course.
Fuck that and fuck them. Wake up people! Work is nothing but work. Part of earning a living is actually LIVING. Friends, family, good times and rest should not be sacrified to the money men. We should not run blindly for those who don't care a fig about us, or be bullied into picking up their slack so THEY make more cash. We should snicker under our breath at their corporate pep talks.........WE doesn't exist.......unless WE "need to make this work" or WE "need to pull this off".
Where's the WE where the GOOD stuff is concerned, eh? WE "came in under budget here's your cut" or perhaps WE "managed to pull this off have a bonus"....where's all that "go team go" then?
I don't need any pats on the head....they get 40 hours of my time every week, and that's all I owe them. I'm not condoning anyone going postal.....but I have no problem understanding how it happens. Unlike child abusers or serial killers who make no sense at all I can actually see how normal good people can be pushed, stressed and backed into a corner til they come out fighting and do something totally crazy. Our society is artifical, based on printed paper with numbers on it, people live for it and die for it and it's all wrong.
If one person reads this and thinks of their own health and sanity tonight rather than a work deadline I will be happy with that. If one of you does only what you are paid for, instead of going above and beyond, good for you. You owe yourself.
In Freedom,
Some background....and why bad dog?
The kick in the pants that started this was my best friends recent stress-induced heart attack scare. We work for the same company, and like many (far too many) workplaces in this greed riddled materialistic society we are being run into the dirt by the people I label the corporate killers. And make no mistake, a lot of folks are in the ground because of them.
People leave and are not replaced, their jobs remaining undone or left for the remaining fools to do. Expected to work insane hours, complete things without the proper time or materials, and work nights and weekends for the same salary. Five figure income with six figure stress sums it up. And not even a fat five figures.....
She ran herself dizzy for them, picking up slack til she ran out of hands......doing her own job and five other peoples. Putting in 80 hour weeks. Giving up the time she should have been relaxing and resting (and maybe having FUN-there's an idea!) to cover their mistakes, cheapness and short sightedness and be the big hero who saved the day for them time and time and TIME again.
Making....well the exact same salary as always. Getting....exhausted and run down. Not getting to take her vacation time, never mind being compensated in any way for all the unquestioning loyalty she displayed to these maggots. Running on their wheel like a manic gerbil for.......nothing.
Yes, maggots....feeding on others' bodies. What a great deal for them, never even a "thank you" needed for all that flaming hoop jumping. She took things personally-success or failure of projects meant a lot to her. I won't name the place here, or even what the industry is, but will refer to it as FITA. And that little acronym stands for F__k in the Ass!
Which is all we do get from these bloated faceless investor types. I am fully aware we are far from the only ones out there with sore behinds...it's happening all over.
She was a good dog.
I am not.
I don't jump through hoops, I do not take any pride in my job, as they make sure I can't do it well, and give me no chance to improve things, I am supposed to run blindly as she did, not think!
I will not make up for the people they have fired or the people who have left and save them tons of money on payroll. I am my own union. My logic pisses them off, my valid questions are irritating and my refusal to put in six seconds of overtime or work on a weekend is a part of my character they couldn't beat out of me with a two by four or coax out of me with bullshit.
I'd die for a family member, a child, a loved one. Hell I may die trying to get an injured raccoon of a major highway hahaha......but I WILL NOT die making people who don't give a damn about me rich.
NOT happening.
I am Bad Dog. I see through it all. I cannot be fooled into feeling like a hero while I'm actually bent over a desk at FITA Inc. I am intelligent, insightful, educated and talented. I could be an asset to the right people and use these traits to benefit them, but as it is they are used to my own design ONLY, and part of that design is self preservation.
I am angry they almost killed my friend when they should be kissing her feet and showering her with bonuses. Right now they are concerned of course-concerned about when she is coming back that is. And I KNOW she is far from the only person a corporation has almost killed, or actually managed to kill. With overwork, with stress...they use us up like workhorses and when we fall in harness they grab another, leaving us to die on the side of the road. I may have this hated yoke around my neck but I'm a still mustang through and through...they wave that whip and will see how far I kick them, in a metaphorical sense of course.
Fuck that and fuck them. Wake up people! Work is nothing but work. Part of earning a living is actually LIVING. Friends, family, good times and rest should not be sacrified to the money men. We should not run blindly for those who don't care a fig about us, or be bullied into picking up their slack so THEY make more cash. We should snicker under our breath at their corporate pep talks.........WE doesn't exist.......unless WE "need to make this work" or WE "need to pull this off".
Where's the WE where the GOOD stuff is concerned, eh? WE "came in under budget here's your cut" or perhaps WE "managed to pull this off have a bonus"....where's all that "go team go" then?
I don't need any pats on the head....they get 40 hours of my time every week, and that's all I owe them. I'm not condoning anyone going postal.....but I have no problem understanding how it happens. Unlike child abusers or serial killers who make no sense at all I can actually see how normal good people can be pushed, stressed and backed into a corner til they come out fighting and do something totally crazy. Our society is artifical, based on printed paper with numbers on it, people live for it and die for it and it's all wrong.
If one person reads this and thinks of their own health and sanity tonight rather than a work deadline I will be happy with that. If one of you does only what you are paid for, instead of going above and beyond, good for you. You owe yourself.
In Freedom,
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