All week long there has been
inspectors, from the state, at my job have. So people have running around
acting like they are the perfect little workers, that they are not, and making
other workers think they haven't been doing their jobs right. The tension in
the house was so thick it made it stressful to be at work. On one side you have
the state people watching you and on the other you have your boss in your ear
saying ''do this, do that, you’re not supposed to do this, and you’re supposed
to do that’ .Like they were making it up as they went, because they were just
as lost as we were.
To me it seemed like was some type of great production that was about to
be broadcasted to the world. You had the clean-up crew/workers (me), the
actors/managers, the director/the boss, and the inspectors were the audience / judges.
To me it was funny to watch the actors and bosses run round trying to correct
things at the last minute. That the workers had been complaining about for
months but were just ignored, till now. Then they get upset with us because we
didn't know answers to the questions the state was asking us because we weren't
trained on the things that they wanted to know.
So the show the show is over, the curtains
are down, and the actors and directors are taking their bawls, the audience is
cheering and clapping. And where are we, the cleanup crew? In the back getting ready for the next show.
With no time to breath, no ‘’thanks you did a great job’’ or even a, ’’thanks
for saving my ass”. Just ,’’see you next time’’ and ‘’be on time’’.
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