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Last night they shut down the part of the plant that assembles the DVDs for good and put over three hundred people out of work.
Oh, fabulous.
The worst part was listening to the big boss tell us that this wouldn't affect those of us making CDs in any way, which nearly made the one girl I work with whose girlfriend lost her job along with everybody else say, "Bitch, please." And seriously, it's a bogus thing to say when:
a.) You apparently didn't even know until TODAY that that section of the plant was closing, if the fact that you didn't even bother to call them on their first work day of the week and tell them not to come in is any indication. (Honestly, most of these people heard they were losing their jobs from the local radio stations.)
b.) You later answered a question about the layoffs we usually have in our department at this time of year by saying you can't give a definite answer on whether we'll have them or not because you can't predict how much work we'll get.
This means we're probably not getting the yearly bonuses we were kind of counting on getting next month.
Also, another guy I work with lost his father to cancer this weekend.
And then I had to deal with the same childish psychologically manipulative bullshit I've come to loathe.
So this week can only possibly get better, since I can't honestly think of a way it could get any worse without having my head bitten off by a Tyrannosaurus on the way into the building tonight.
Oh, fabulous.
The worst part was listening to the big boss tell us that this wouldn't affect those of us making CDs in any way, which nearly made the one girl I work with whose girlfriend lost her job along with everybody else say, "Bitch, please." And seriously, it's a bogus thing to say when:
a.) You apparently didn't even know until TODAY that that section of the plant was closing, if the fact that you didn't even bother to call them on their first work day of the week and tell them not to come in is any indication. (Honestly, most of these people heard they were losing their jobs from the local radio stations.)
b.) You later answered a question about the layoffs we usually have in our department at this time of year by saying you can't give a definite answer on whether we'll have them or not because you can't predict how much work we'll get.
This means we're probably not getting the yearly bonuses we were kind of counting on getting next month.
Also, another guy I work with lost his father to cancer this weekend.
And then I had to deal with the same childish psychologically manipulative bullshit I've come to loathe.
So this week can only possibly get better, since I can't honestly think of a way it could get any worse without having my head bitten off by a Tyrannosaurus on the way into the building tonight.
