Whining FF's were why I
got voted out resigned as Union pres.
I believed the union wasn't a "safe haven" for substandard performance, and that it shouldn't be used as a "club" to try to beat on the Chief, because he was an asshole (he was & is, but that's BTP). The whiners won. Fuck 'em.
My new rules:
Show up on time
Drink Coffee
Do my (F*'n) job
Go home at the end of shift.
Don't trust a "brother", unless he's covered your back in the past. I have about 4 coworkers I consider brothers. the rest are dinosaurs who're pissed because they were passed over, or young guys who are pissed because "Department X*" didn't hire them / call them yet.
* "Department X" is the magic department where the rules are applied fairly, and are followed all the time by everybody;
Pay is truly compensatory for the time you spend away from your family and the shit you deal with in the street;
You get fully paid bennies from day one, including paid time off for non job related schooling, dependent health bennies, and unlimited sick time w/o MD slips;
The vehicles are new;
You have an abundance of manpower;
Any equipment you want is provided for you;
All ideas are welcomed with open arms;
And your coworkers are friendly and knowledgeable (but not more so than you)
'Scuse me... I need to go smoke s'more crack....
Tango7 - "the asshole"