A light snow's falling as I get off work. Work went, well, but . . . work is work, you know! We have been busier than a dog chasing its tail! I wonder what the dog would do if it caught it? Probably let out a yip, and not do it again. Nah! I don't think so!
A northern wind blows snow around, it's actually, quite beautiful, exhilarating. So ya know what I did? Yep, got me some tacos, while watching the snow. Little things make you feel, so good sometimes.
I could go on about work, and such things, but I don't wish to go there. We all hafta put up with a bunch of shit, don't we? Now who in their right fricking mind, wants to talk politics? Not me!
Watched a little t v on my little t v. Caught a good chase scene in a movie called Ronin. What is it about a good chase scene? The good ol' boys, chase the bad ol' boys, that we men love. Automobiles, speed, wrecks, just like a demolition derby. My favorite toy as a child was a toy car, you push it into something and it exploded. You snapped the pieces back together and do it over and over, as much as your little heart desires. Didn't take much, if you had a good imagination.
Damn it! I may as well say what's on my mind. Maybe I can funny it up a bit. Little things in life, especially in a working environment can make a huge difference. I'm old school. Is it expecting too much for people, considered adults, since their over 18 to show up on time, clean up after themselves, simple basic common sense stuff? Well apparently . . . it is! There's where the leadership's suppose to step in. Let me reemphasize that, suppose to!!! Don't get ol' Glen wrong now, ya hear! Some, I say soomme, do a pretty decent job. Exceptin', they are a getting, fewer and harder to find, apparently! In todays world, it seems these temporary agencies are common place. Wowsa! Some of da ones that can be placed through these temporary agencies!!! Da ones that are good workers get snatched up most likely. Yep! so whatcha think urrr . . . left? I don't think . . . there right! (ahhahaha, a little funny there!)
I've read many articles over the last several years about the lack of skilled labor in the workforce. This state was once known for manufacturing, here in what I think has been referred to as the rust belt. This articles states, the people don't have the basic math skills. Damnn! How can anyone graduate high school and not have basic math skills?
Menial labor, is that so hard to teach? Menial describes someone fit for servants. Labor might be where the confusion is, I'll look it up.
Labor is physical, or mental; work; toil. Yep! just as I thought! The word work, is the problem. I needn't say NO MORE!
Work . . . I have talked upon, this here word before. Ain't no workin', being taught in school! Notice the dictionary also describes labor as mental work!!! Ya see where's, I be going!
How does we expect our youngins of today to do a menial job, when . . . they ainna been taught how to do the most menial of jobs. What kind of work does the young folk do today. I think farm children do.
Are we giving our children chores, and learning responsibility? Damnn! I like a that word responsibility! It means, obligation, accountability, assuming obligations, able to distinguish between right and wrong, to think, act rationally.
I'll look up the word lack, since that was used in the description about our work force. Lack is, lacking the needed skills.
Lack, see lackluster.
Lackluster, lacking energy or vitality; boring, unimaginative.
Lackadaisical, showing lack of interest or spirit; listless.
Lackey, a follower who carries out another's orders like a servant.
I RECKON, SOMEWHERE ALONG THE LINE, WE HAVE FAILED. HAVE WE LOVED OUR CHILDREN SO MUCH, WE HAVEN'T PREPARED THEM PROPERLY? HAVE WE DONE ALL THE THINKING FOR THEM? NOT GIVEN THEM THE NECESSARY TOOLS OF LIFE. CAN THE FUTURE BE PREPARED FOR LIVING OFF TEXTING, GAMING, HAVE WE CREATED A WORLD OF REALITY, INSIDE THE MODERN TOYS?
COMMON SENSE, THE ABILITY TO INNERACT WITH REAL PEOPLE. I HAD A YOUNG MAN CALL ME "DUDE" AT A DRIVE UP WINDOW. "HOW'S IT GOING DUDE?" I'M OVER SIXTY YEARS OLD!
COMMN SENSE, IS IT GONE?
MEANINGFUL CONVERSATIONS TO GET A JOB AND TO CARRY OUT A JOB, I'M WORRIED, I'M SCARED FOR WHAT I WITNESS, NOT JUST IN A WORKING ENVIRONMENT!
DON'T GET THE HAIRS ON THE BACK OF YOUR NECK ALL RILED UP AT ME!
ONE OF MY MANY PET PEEVES IS LEADERSHIP . . . RATHER . . . LACK OF! THERE'S THAT WORD AGAIN!
NO! NO! NO! I DON'T CONSIDER MYSELF SMART, (I have been known to be a smart ass!)
I HAVE A HIGH SCHOOL EDUCATION AND HAVE BEEN ATTENDING THE UNIVERSITY OF HARD KNOCKS AND WILL NEVER GRADUATE!
LACKEYS . . . IS WHAT I RECKON, POLITICIANS, RULERS OF THE WORLD WANT ANYWAY. THEY'RE TRYING SO HARD TO ACCOMPLISH THAT. WE MAY BE THERE!
I FIND IT SO LAUGHABLE, THAT A LOCAL TRADE SCHOOL/COMMUNITY COLLEGE, WHATEVER, HAS CREATED A PROGRAM TO HELP THE MANUFACTURERS TO BRING THE WORKFORCE UP, TO PAR, TO DO THE LACKEYS JOBS. WHEN I ATTENDED SCHOOL BACK IN THE CAVEMAN ERA, WE HAD SHOP CLASSES STARTING IN JUNIOR HIGH.
I DON'T KNOW! I SPEND TOO MUCH TIME .. . . THINKING . . . I'M SORRY FOR THAT!!!!!!