I realize that this year is going to be a tough year. I do have many decisions that I have to make. I have been wanting to get away from everything that defines New England.
I know that this job I am doing is totally wrong, I have bigger fish to fry and maybe one day in this year I am going to find something that will make me happy!
Since my last blog, I got somewhat of a promotion (or demotion as the other drivers at this company say). So these cats, I am working with are trying to figure me out. Well, I have that tendancy of keeping tight about my private life outside of work. It feels good to have them squirm and try to understand my frame of mind. It’s a form of mind games, I like to play with these people. With a few of these people, fuck most of them I have developed trust issues with these people. So my job is to transport medical cases to kidney centers, doctor appointments and the oh-so wonderful methadone clinics for 12 to 14 hrs a day. If they want to to know me, they have to understand my work ethic.
You realize that some things never change in New England. Piss poor attitudes and backstabbing galore. Not really my cup of tea. I feel that I want to try to teach these drivers to be better. But they are stuck in their own little world. Breaking old habits is something that is hard to do for anybody. I have broken a lot of bad habits and it took me a long time to do it. But They are no longer bad habits — but old memories by gone.
Some people in New England — especially Fall River and Providence are ‘stuck on stupid’. Not knowing that there is a actual world outside their own confines. It amazes me that narrow minded jackanapes think their shit don’t stink. Well excuse me, shit does stink and you are stepping into it totally!
I have had enough of the drama and bullshit of this company. I am employed by a woman who has no clue at all with this industry. I work with drivers who are little bitches in their own mind. All I am here to do is my job and these people. Grown men and women get up in arms if someone gets a decent job. Too much friggin drama for me to handle
Then we have this lazy ass mechanic, I will call him the Ginger Pillsbury Doughboy (sorry Pop n. Fresh). He gets a steady paycheck to repair the taxis. But his workmanship isn’t that good. I had a problem with my normal vehicle. It was hesistating. From my own experiences with cars and taxi meters after a while the wire corrodes and shorts out the car. I left 10 requisition notices for him to replace this 4 foot piece of wire. It was 9 weeks to the first day I noticed this problem and put it in. Then yesterday, the turn signal switch needs to be fixed. I was up at the office and told him what the problem is. “Well at least you have a job and a working car!” To me that is just being a real asshole or just being a lazy fuck… You pay for what you get!
Well, I have the day off to relax and figure things out. c’ya!
I actually saw good things coming from this company that I am working for. But that vanished as quick as possible. It amazes me how one court order is making the owner not really take things really serious.
Whenever I need to tell her something, she just gives me the lip service. Talk about a used car saleperson. I honestly feel what she said to us in the drivers meeting about 6 months ago was to stroke our egos. Talk about a real car salesman. “I will give you the stars and the moon if I have to!”
Yeah, and where is the stuff that you promised us. 6 months and the company has turned a profit. But you haven’t followed through on your promises.
Way to go, lady!