"I am not a good American...I prefer to form my own opinions" - George Carlin
Now and then, in addition to her regular job my wife does independent contract work for a merchandising company in another state. Usually she does it on a Saturday and I help her out. It gets done quickly and makes for easy supplemental money, really. The negative part is, the people who work in the "supervisory" positions, are quintessential corporatese zeros, spewing the "listen to me, I am an important corporate jingo Jane/John" who loves being on the "same page"..."out of the box"..."24/7"..."proactively".
The emails they send out crack my ass, and make it suck egg. This one today:
"...this is an example as to why (censored) Merchandising needs all IC’s to “Front Load” every project. Front Loading is completing your assigned projects at the “Front” of the project and not the “End. LET'S HIT THIS ONE OUT OF THE BALLPARK PEOPLE!"
Give me a fricking break jackwads...it's a part-time gig. All of your employees, beyond your strip mall office, are IN.DE.PEN.DENT CON.TRAC.TORS, working one day a week, or so. They are not upwardly mobile, suck your teats. rising wannabes. In fact, they wouldn't even know your corporate whore ass name if they were able to make ends meet without this bullshit. See? So, quit with the cheerleader platitudes, and all caps fake enthusiasm. Because if I ever meet your stupid ass in a dark alley next to the strip mall there, I am going to show you some real front load...in the back door!
Yes, this is classified as a rant, because my suck wind factor is at 10 when I deal with the big C state of mind. It makes me...shed...because they just aren't on my plate.
I love the following video. It very much says it all for me. It's by some extremely talented young dudes...well, younger than me...but who isn't...except a couple of old coots who frequent this blog: