UNSETTLED ENVIRONMENTS

my place of work--school that shall remain nameless, could not be more weird and unsettling right
now for most. we had a new guy come in and SAVE the school from going broke--which meant he was
a henchman first, businessman second, and admin school dude third. he has been treated like lucifer
and moses over the last several years. in spite of the fact that he doesn't believe in the green house
affect, probably thinks the earth is about 6000 years old [i'll say no more...nudge nudge], and has a
host of other conservative associations...i liked/like him. we both like guns, terrible humor, and he's one
of those that doesn't coddle, just does what has to be done. he's been fired. st. mosifer has been given
the can, the axe...today.

many have been fired before today. so far, touch wood, i'm still here because i'm a lowly paid lackie
who works in a lead teacher's role. that makes me important in the balancing of the books strategies
that have been introduced.

so over the past year, we've lost a ton of REALLY hard working teachers, lost the guy who gave them the
boot, had a whole new staff that had arrived with our once fearless new leader--who is still disoriented and
here, had a co'worker commit suicide, another one die of natural causes.

in short, if a pony rider in full musketeer get up rode down one of the hallways, firing an automatic weapon
and shouting polish epithets...it would go unnoticed.
there. i've said it. and now i can procede. i'll hear the whole story(s) behind the many events 6 months after
the water-cooler crew who knows it as it happens. maybe i'll even give an update.

may all procede in peace--in their various journeys in this world and the next.
The Muss prayer

i'm thinking of wearing a tutu to work tomorrow--perhaps with a bow-n-arrow accessory

Sorry to hear that Rus. Chin up mate. You looking for another job?

Blakops wrote:

Sorry to hear that Rus. Chin up mate. You looking for another job?

not yet...i've got 'swami-syndrom'...which means, don't leave hell until the last man is out.

Bummer man, sucks when your daily environment turns into a rollercoaster of shit.

teahcers getting fired huh... I thought there were tenure issues in out current state of affairs?

roadkill wrote:

Bummer man, sucks when your daily environment turns into a rollercoaster of shit.

teahcers getting fired huh... I thought there were tenure issues in out current state of affairs?

almost wanted to start another thread entitled "where's your sense of humor?"

yesterday's meeting--that i walked out of, promised late checks, a furlough, some other cut backs...and
a heart warming speech that we should be thankful the cuts weren't made by way of our jobs [so now
we're supposed to be pee'd on, and like it]. why is it that every speech blames someone not there any
more, one of my mates said, "exactly what is it you do if you didn't see any of this coming?" after the
cricket chirchy noises, i walked out. many stayed in vein hopes that a magical genie would grant them
'stay in your seats' points.

this morning...there are loads of sweets in the staff room
begging the question, "where's your sense of humor then, aye?"

i remember driving home and thinking, i've got complete control of myself, but between that
retard trying to drive me down, some other home front pressures, and these monkeys who's checks
stay fat...i've got a pretty good idea of the alchemy for a melt down

Rus, sorry for the trouble. Perhaps considering your temperament a job in the US postal service is the answer

Seriously, stay cool & start looking elsewhere. I worked for 5 years in an admin role in the probation service here in Devon. Every year I got told I had 2 weeks notice & every year the threat disappeared. The stress didnt. I had 6 new bosses in that time, each one coming in, acting the hard ass to demonstrate they were in charge & on top off the situation, all failing & fucking off after 6 months or a little more. I left thank god when I had to ask someone who had just started in the managers post (2 days) for extended leave to be best man in New Zealand for my best mate. I was entitled too it as I had fulfilled a long enough term of service.

She told me in a very condescending way that I was not important enough to warrant it. So a few seconds silence...& then I grinned & told her she could have my resignation the next mornig & fuck you very much. What particularly made me laugh was that we had payed £12,000 to an employment agency for this women (I know I wrote the check) & what she didnt mention at interview was that she was pregnant (6 months) & would be going on maternity leave quite soon after I left. Personally If I ran a business that would be a deal breaker & non-disclosure, it was never mentioned. (She came back part time afterwards apparently then left again with the whole department deeper in shit & more confused than before.)

So if any of you UK residents were wondering where your taxes go, an awful lot of it goes on personnel shit like this.

& you really dont want to know about the expenses claims the management, P.O's, TPO's, ACPO's,CPO were and are claiming. Benefit claimants stealing your money? Dont make me laugh! The civil service is pissing it away like water along with wasting it on Home Office Initiatives (whatever flavour of the month public/political issuethe Daily Mail is creating a furore over.)

Serously though Rus, keep an eye out for twitchy workplace colleagues, all this pressure & worry might bring out the worst side of the USA I'm independent ethic, the workplace shooting. Here in the UK with the ingrained class system & knowing our place from birth, we just tut & maybe throw a stapler.

cheers mate,
sounds like you're in a position to advice me--more than most

alot of us here are definitely acting up, on the way home i had to
personally identify with several molecules in genetic my make up that were
saying..."god help you if you get under my skin today". after checking
in with myself--as it were, i was able to calm down a bit.

i find myself checking in [in terms of eye contact, etc] with several
[there aren't many] individuals who sort of come from more of your
'working-stock' variety and have seen a bit more of life. sort of
helps to have a few people you can relate to. god help them if all
of us collectively lose our temper . our solution thus far is to call
it like it is...say fuk off when it counts. walk out of warm-piss meetings
and shower off the pong when it's appropriate. in general not stay in
denial. looking for jobs right about, nnnnnnnnNOW.

i hope timing is on my side. definitely at the "fool me twice, shame on me"
stage.

Personally I find it shocking to see the shoddy way schools and teachers are treated.This all comes down to the public and the people they elect not wanting to spend the money needed, so they exploit and suck the personel dry.For myself I havent worked for others since I was 25, I realised I couldnt deal with that crap and have been self employed ever since, I cant take the oppression of the stupid and selfish. You are doing one tough job there Russ,very impressive.

I'm with you on that Danite. Shore up the banks, bail out the fat cats...how about actually invest in our future? You know like through educashun or summat.

Labour gets a lot of stick over here but in the last 11 years they have built new schools up & down the land, more than the conservatives ever did.

Schools, colleges, higher education are not unfortunatley viewed in the UK as they are in most places around the globe as routes out of poverty. And yes I am one of those fools who messed up college & never went to university. I found college to be an extension of my high school, clique, bitchy, humiliating & through my own idiocy I messed it up the first time.

Perhaps this should go on the Buccaneer Scholar thread as I realise that I have pretty well educated myself since I was able to read. I used to honestly believe I was lacking in the brain department because peers I spoke to never seemed to get what I was on about, age & experience informed me that actually most of them never lift there faces from the TV long enough to have the slightest interest in anything except X-factor. Wankers

Nice Danite, what is it you do?

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Matt {Blakops}
i dropped out the first time--dyslexic me believed the hype, went back 10 yrs later and just stayed in
the library studying [about 10 times as long as anybody else]. got an anthro degree because it was the
only thing that interested me. then became a PE teacher because i didn't want to work for anyone and
it promised me being in a lead position. end off...

it pays shite, without the degree, but it's still the best job i ever had to date.

i feel for you mate, don't believe anyone when it comes to you. the world is full of fookers who need
a hiding. that's a saying isn't it? okay, i just made it up, but it's true init?

some other jobs before that:
newspaper delivery
sandwich shop
ice cream parlor
animal hospitol
life guard
truck driver
book keeper
and about 12 years as a security guard

Quite a variety.

I've done scaffolding for a couple companies - ok so long as the weather is balanced.

In a burger place. sort of halfway inside a swimming hall.

Ran a handful of cafaterias; at a TV station, the post office, a mental hospital, the hospital and a bank. - Not bad work, but working four hours a day doesn't generate pay.

Worked for a recycling company. Smashed old TV's and other electronics, as well as sorting paper and plastic. - Surprisingly good work. Impossible to fuck up, and pays as well as other stuff at that level. Sometimes paper that should have gone to the shredder ended up in the wrong place. Local companies economic laundry made for interesting reading. I also found some old courses on military psychology from officer education.

Working the reception at an inn for the nightshifts. - Awesome job. Get paid to do nothing. So I'd read and do whatever else I wanted.

Been a cook. - Didn't like it. Too much stress, for too little money.

Delivery guy for a company selling kitchens and so on. - Lifting heavy and unwieldy stuff up crooked and tight stairs and so on gets old real quick.

At the slaughterhouse as a seasonal worker. Very good job and the food was great there.

Worked for a cable factory. - Putting the cables on boats. 50 kilometres of two inch thick microfiber cables on huge spools. Couldn't just lift the spool on to the boat. Oh no. Too easy. Had to roll it off the spool on land, over a crane and onto a spool on the boat.

Also a few warehouses, putting crap on pallets and shipping it to wherever. For a painting supplies company, coca cola, their local competitor, and currently for a vegetable company. Of the three I prefer the soda companies because everything was simpler.



It's unimportant to me exactly what the job is. I get paid to move for so and so many hour according to a prescribed pattern anyway. Or simply producing a certain result. Sometimes the workplace is ridiculously disorganized and irrationality and nonsense abounds. Not my problem. Someone in the administration has that job.

Overall what I look for in a job is regular routines so I know what to expect. Well organized so things run smoothly and there is no stress. And no social drama. I seek to just go there, lug a few things around, and collect the money, that's it.

Money has never been much of a concern. Work won't make anyone rich, so I don't expect it. I've always figured that so long as I'm getting about so and so much a month, that's the basic idea. It's what people do when they don't have any better ideas. Time, energy and competance being all they have, it's what they offer.

Employment is someone subscribing to that time, energy and competance. Paid by the hour. There is a low cap on how much you can make out of such a setup. Only so many hours in a day, and how many hours are you WILLING to sell? Real money and the freedom that comes from it has to come from elsewhere.

The vegetable company currently subscribing to my services for instance was invested in by a couple guys about eight years ago. One guy threw in a years salary and another guy about a half. Now, they're making hundreds of millions off of the investment. Business has always been the way to prosperity. IF YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING AND CYA AT ALL TIMES. Which is why I'm not TOUCHING it until I actually KNOW what I'm doing. I am NOT a gambler.

Rich, that was cool. Gives me a window on your world & your avatar, been meaning to ask, is that your sister?

Thanks for your book suggestion earlier. I am going to see if I can either borrow it from the library or get it as a Xmas present.

Actually, thats one thing that makes me laugh. the pics you posted recently look like my house, I have had my nose stuck in a book too the exclusion of social intereaction since I was 6 and learnt to read. Come xmas all I here is" we dont know what to get you?"

A book. Simple.

Blakops wrote:

Rich, that was cool. Gives me a window on your world & your avatar, been meaning to ask, is that your sister?

Why, is it sexy? I think "Itsh dedd sexeh"



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3QRy-PEgbls

Lol Thanks for that. heather....I'll say it again..Heather Graham......Roller Grrl.

She's 40, can you believe it.

Now this...this is disturbing.

Blakops wrote:

Lol Thanks for that. heather....I'll say it again..Heather Graham......Roller Grrl.

She's 40, can you believe it.

Now this...this is disturbing.

that was awesome

this is sort of random but it made me laugh out my ketchup and bread sandwich--
don't ask, suffice to say that i fetched a laugh singing elvis', 'in the ghetto' on the
way to my office this morning

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AXp0EVGD5LA&feature=popular

Is that unusual then?

Shit, explains why I havnt been getting any call backs....I thought it was the herpes.

Blakops wrote:

Is that unusual then?

Shit, explains why I havnt been getting any call backs....I thought it was the herpes.

well fook me an all, i used to just shit in the bed--and vomit on the pillow

i wondered why there was always police escorting me out

saying all sort of nasty things like,
"you can't just trash the apartment you idiot"
"you shouldn't have put on one of her dresses"
"why did you eat her poodle--what were you thinking"

it was always one misunderstanding after another

herpes...huh? maybe that's what these things are...i thought they were bar-b-que'd crisps
that someone had glued to my (^&(*()

oop, time to take the meds...where is that tub of lithium, i have it in a shake

Rus. Ketchup & bread is okay but surely a growing boy like you needs something more substantive. You saving up for a Porsche by cutting back on the food bill?