Re: The New & Unproved Work/Job/Career Thread
Posted: Tue August 13, 2024 8:02 pm
argo with a bold statement.
So you think you're a big man, too, huh?E.H. Ruddock wrote:you are out of line, argo
Now you are calling me fat? Get a grip dudeThe Argonaut wrote:So you think you're a big man, too, huh?E.H. Ruddock wrote:you are out of line, argo
Oh, fuck off. You don’t know anything about me, my job or my responsibilities. I don’t answer to you and owe you no fucking explanation whatsoever.The Argonaut wrote:The issue is not whether or not she should be fired. The issue is why wease felt the need to fire this person against procedure, without going to HR first.
And I'll tell you why.
It's because wease wants to feel like a big man.
He doesn't want to get permission, he wants to feel like he is in charge. Wease doesn't want to ask permission to fire a woman. That's his right as a big man. Middle management with an ego, very dangerous. For his employees and for his employer.
Check yourself, wease!
You should work in HRThe Argonaut wrote:The issue is not whether or not she should be fired. The issue is why wease felt the need to fire this person against procedure, without going to HR first.
And I'll tell you why.
It's because wease wants to feel like a big man.
He doesn't want to get permission, he wants to feel like he is in charge. Wease doesn't want to ask permission to fire a woman. That's his right as a big man. Middle management with an ego, very dangerous. For his employees and for his employer.
Check yourself, wease!
I want to be a shop steward with my union next yearlennytheweedwhacker wrote:You should work in HRThe Argonaut wrote:The issue is not whether or not she should be fired. The issue is why wease felt the need to fire this person against procedure, without going to HR first.
And I'll tell you why.
It's because wease wants to feel like a big man.
He doesn't want to get permission, he wants to feel like he is in charge. Wease doesn't want to ask permission to fire a woman. That's his right as a big man. Middle management with an ego, very dangerous. For his employees and for his employer.
Check yourself, wease!
What's the last thing you learned on excel?BurtReynolds wrote:Excel is the greatest skill one can learn in today's environment.
Columns go up. Rows go across.knee tunes wrote:What's the last thing you learned on excel?BurtReynolds wrote:Excel is the greatest skill one can learn in today's environment.
Carl Sandburg wrote:There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.
There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.
There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.
There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.
There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.
There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.
O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.
I don’t think it’ll give you enough rows.bart wrote:I recently learned how to use Excel to make a table of all the poor young women whose lives have been ruined by wease’s capricious cruelty
I wish I knew, man.spike wrote:Are these folks getting hired just to extend their welfare, wease?
In which case, wease is in purgatory. How can he get relief from this?spike wrote:Are these folks getting hired just to extend their welfare, wease?