01-10-2006, 12:52 AM
from being arrested for a little Incident at the postal facility I work at.
You know i've suffered repeated humiliations, bullying and inhumane conditions all in the name of increasing productivity.
so today i was sorting third class mail when my supervisor called me into his office for a little Counseling session. Sure, I thought--counseling my ass. sur enough he started in on me telling me i wasn't up to par, wasn't doing my job. i felt my blood pressure rise, and told himto shove it where the sun don't shine
Then I threw the heavy door open with such force that the lever handle fully penetrated the opposite wall. Running down a narrow hallway, I stormed into the main workroom, leaving a trail of overturned mail cages and gurneys behind him. Trays of mail were spilled everywhere. Lunging through the large double swinging doors at the rear of the building, I collapsed, exhausted, against the railing of the loading dock.
They didn't fire me but there gonna wish they had.
I'm going to get a gun.
You know i've suffered repeated humiliations, bullying and inhumane conditions all in the name of increasing productivity.
so today i was sorting third class mail when my supervisor called me into his office for a little Counseling session. Sure, I thought--counseling my ass. sur enough he started in on me telling me i wasn't up to par, wasn't doing my job. i felt my blood pressure rise, and told himto shove it where the sun don't shine
Then I threw the heavy door open with such force that the lever handle fully penetrated the opposite wall. Running down a narrow hallway, I stormed into the main workroom, leaving a trail of overturned mail cages and gurneys behind him. Trays of mail were spilled everywhere. Lunging through the large double swinging doors at the rear of the building, I collapsed, exhausted, against the railing of the loading dock.
They didn't fire me but there gonna wish they had.
I'm going to get a gun.
