...I know my journal has been pretty ignored recently. With no travel and everything I've been dealing with on this contract I simply haven't had the desire to write.
I don't know if that will change. I'm even busier now trying to gain ground on some other opportunities and keep my head straight and my business in good health. I'm going to face some difficult decisions in the coming weeks... I'm glad I've got some good support people backing me.
I miss being on the road... even if it is just to Kentucky. I know the team down there considers me part of their team. It is rare to be accepted like that as a contractor on this project... I think that goes to show just what the people who made this decision are losing. Of course, it is also what they fear. Especially in the case of the douchebag. He knows I'm a leader and I bring people together... something he can't do.
I doubt he has ever been able to do it. Hence he needs me gone...
I'm just pondering all this over my Sunday morning coffee, listening to the kids play. This contract at times was brutally frustrating... dealing with not just one, but two large corporations that would rather use contractors as employees by convenience... turing good men into faceless "resources." Dehumanizing people for the sake of being able to demand what they wish without a guilty conscience.
I paid the penalties for that... losing time with my kids, time for myself... but I also started making progress in changing that for the short amount of time I had some power.
Then douchebag came along and took it all back to the way it was when I started.
He even went as far to state the "resources" are "owned" by the vendor....
And they never did get why such wording upset me so much.
I look at my kids and cannot think of someone using such a phrase to describe them... as an employee or a contractor... or anything.
I will continue to work hard for them... not just for their health and happiness... but to ensure NO ONE will ever make a statement like that about any of them.
...hopefully they will never, ever have the misfortune for working for someone as unprofessional and unskilled as the douchebag....
He'll get his. If you're hell bent on treating other people that way, it will come around, someone will treat you the exact same way and pluck you off like an annoying skin tag.
You've done so much, pulled out miracles or have just plain worked 14 hour days because you're not only dedicated to getting the job done, you feel the moral obligation to help the people who are having issues.
You're rare and golden these days, I've seen you work first hand with people, even those in Kentucky, they love you.
You have so much to offer and the proof backing you up, that's why I have so much faith.
It seems to be part of society at large right now to depersonalize and dehumanize human contact. That is why I chose my field of medecine. I don't want to work in Mchealthcare. Unfortunately we are in the minority, people who Want to deal with people. I'm sending you all my good thoughts.
M: I'm just glad a found a car that fits me. It's exciting. You know... that same kind of excitement you probably had when you finally found a stripper that fit you and was just right.
B: Not really... because you know, I could never really drive one home.
B: I couldn't get into her leathery, bucket seat...
B: How do you like your burgers? Is a little pink inside ok?
M: Mmm hmm. Like your women?
B: Yeah, I like my burgers like I like my women. Hot, with a little pink inside.
B: ...and covered in mayonnaise.
M: UGH! You did not just go there!
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