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I’m flipping through the channels and got stuck for a moment on the Rachel Maddox show. They were showing a Trump rally somewhere. There was a “gentleman” carrying a hand lettered sign that read, “Better to grab a P*&%y than to be one.
First at that point why are you bothering with masking the word pussy. You have already stepped over the line. Secondly, my thought was, “Hillary was right, many of the Trump supporters are deplorable.”
yeah I know you did not ask!
Somehow or another, one of my email addresses has become known to the spammers. I am getting several emails a day that read something like this, “Guys do you want to do it 3, 4, 5 or even 6 times a night…”
First of all in my prime I would have been lucky to do it 3 times a night, let alone 4, 5 or 6 times. Secondly, I could see a couch in my future if tried to wake up my wife up for whatever it is they think I could do 3, 4, 5 or even 6 times in one night.
I’m not going to mention the company, but I worked two IT contracts at a corporation that is consistently very close to the top the 100 Best Companies to Work For list.
Admittedly, as a contractor I was treated differently than employees. This is not always the case, but it was at this company. Admittedly, I am not your typical corporate type. I have always felt like a square peg in a round hole at these types of companies. Yet I have worked for several Fortune 500 companies over the years.
I was amazed all 3 years I worked at this company that they excelled on this listing. I knew almost no one who seemed genuinely happy with their job. There were a few folks around who were “somebody” or thought they were going to be “somebody”. These folks at least had a sense of purpose. What I observed was a management style of that seemed to me to be intimidation. Maybe it was my Southern sensibilities, but I did not find it a friendly place. The alternately left me for long periods with nothing to do, or with rush projects that were due yesterday. To me it was crazy making. My range of duties was so narrow that it did not give much job satisfaction. From what I observed this was not uncommon.
At one point they made me an offer to come on full time. It was surprising in its low remuneration. I later learned that it was pretty much in line with what the employees were making. Contracting seemed like a much better deal.
I read today a piece on Alternet.org , How Screwing Your Workers Gets You Rated as Top 100 Places to Work. The article is about Darden Restaurants, but it shed much light on how these companies get on this list. Basically, it is very similar to getting yourself on a Who Is Who List. You pay for the privilege. The ranking is not actually by Fortune magazine, but has been outsourced to GPWI.
“There were 11,327 U.S. firms with 1,000 or more employees in 2008, according to the most recent Census Bureau data. In 2012, only 280 of these companies paid GPWI to participate in its best workplace contest”
Suddenly, it all makes sense to me.
George Bernard Shaw once said, “If you have an apple and I have an apple and we exchange these apples then you and I will still each have one apple. But if you have an idea as well, and we exchange these ideas, then each of us will have two ideas.”
I actually heard this term used a few days ago on a radio show. Two authors were debating. One accused the other of an ad hominem argument. Later in the debate the meaning became clearer. I’m not sure why, but something made me think of it today.
Definition of AD HOMINEM Continue reading “I have an idea, you have an idea…now we have two ideas”
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Some folks have proposed to peg the minimum wage to the CPI. I propose that it be pegged as an unwavering factor of Congressional salaries. Current Congressional salary is $174,000 per year. Assuming a work year of 2080 hours, that is $83.65 per hour. Set the factor 8.25 and we would have minimum was of $10.13.
There was a man who lost one of his arms in an accident. He became very depressed because he had loved to play Golf and do lots of things that took two arms.
One day in his despair, he decided to commit suicide. He got on an elevator and went to the top of a building to jump off. He was standing on the ledge looking down and saw this man skipping along, whistling and kicking up his heels. He looked closer and saw that this man didn’t have any arms at all.
He started thinking, what am I doing up here feeling sorry for myself, I still have one good arm to do things with. There goes a man with no arms skipping down the sidewalk so happy, and going on with his life. He hurried down and caught up with the man with no arms. He told him how glad he was to see him because he had lost one of his arms and felt ugly and useless and was going to kill himself. He thanked him again for saving his life and he knew he could make it with one arm if that guy could go on with no arms.
The man with no arms began dancing and whistling and kicking up his heels again.
He asked, “Why are you so happy anyway?”
He said, “I’m NOT happy. My balls itch!”
Seen on the back of mini-van
Saw it…
Wanted it…
Threw a fit…
GOT IT!!!
Cowgirl Up
A little graphical food for thought.
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