tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3247350212550914879.post1206094543942165194..comments2024-03-04T15:59:34.907-07:00Comments on Frankenstein Government: The Disposable Society- The Sunday CollageBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11009623520148094685noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3247350212550914879.post-53643350532992427782012-12-02T17:25:34.445-07:002012-12-02T17:25:34.445-07:00I too had the same problem as you describe Brian. ...I too had the same problem as you describe Brian. Retired from the fire department and as I was starting to notice as I got close to retiring that "things" were different. Interestingly I now work in IT as a contractor and the same relationship has developed regarding how we are treated. As I tell my fellow contractors we are just a line item on a spreadsheet. Keep up the good work brother.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3247350212550914879.post-50218506264591648182012-12-02T13:45:21.795-07:002012-12-02T13:45:21.795-07:00Strange you should focus on this theme as I was ha...Strange you should focus on this theme as I was having much the same conversation with my wife last night. I was telling her that where I work (a mind-numbing, soul-sucking cesspool of misery, anguish and despair...but hey, the money's good), honesty is not valued. If management asks my opinion, I never tell them the truth. Either I keep my mouth shut or I tell them what they want to hear. Tell them the truth? Not bloody likely. And if they ask me to do some ridiculous or idiotic job, I never say no nor do I point out how stupid it is. I just do it, but I do it in such a half-assed or unenthusiastic fashion that nothing is really accomplished (they pretend to manage, I pretend to work). The turnover rate, by the way, is 50% per year and it isn't the fast food industry, either. What a lovely hole I work in, but again, the money's good.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com