GYN-O-MITE !
THE FUCKIN' DOCTOR
maybe a bit of personal blogging today, huh? in response
to some recent questions about some changes in my life...
... well, first of all, no sex change. sorry, I'm already psy-
chotic enough, I don't need to add PMS to the mix. besides,
I could never see myself batting for the other team, if you
get my drift. as far as my status as a Gyn-O-Cologist, that
also remains unchanged- that is to say that I have neither
been dis-barred, de-doctorized, dis-regarded, or other-
wise unassembled. the status quo will remain unchanged,
here at Shtein Central, with the exception that in the near
future, I likely will be posting in the afternoons or in the
evenings, due to the changes brought into question here.
oh, so just what are these changes? well, okay, since you
asked... in the simplest terms, I've changed jobs; in fact,
gone back to my old job, at least for now. the new job (been
there a year) was supposed to be management. that's what
I was hired to do, logistics, scheduling, organization, procure-
ment, etc., with some sales involved as well. that was the
position and the job duties I negotiated for with Company
Management. however, Company Ownership (note: clearly
two different entities) got involved and mandated I sell full
time, with a little or no management on the side. further-
more, said Ownership set unreasonable sales goals for me,
as I am new to this market (read: I have no contacts here).
the Owner actually expected me to go door to door and to
telemarket in order to sell commercial roofing. preposterous.
hired to organize, improve and set-up a service division for
long-term success, the Owner wanted me to be a door-to-
door salesman. fuck that. anyways, things had been coming
to a head for several months, and a few weeks ago, like a
nasty zit, well, they popped, so to speak. out of work was
not such a big deal (I'm well enough connected that I'm
never more than a 5-minute phone call away from at least
some type of work), but what was a big deal was that while
employed there, I had gotten rid of my car, and relied on the
old Company Truckster. so when I left, they wouldn't let me
use the damned thing for a couple of days to get things in
order. said owner is a cocksucker, though that is not to be
said about Management, who gave me all money due, and a
severance package to boot. hats off to Company Management.
RIDE MY PIMP
so, anybody out there ever have to shop for and procure
a vehicle on short notice? worse yet, on foot- and, in a car
market dominated by dealers (ie, nobody just sticks a For
Sale sign in the window here)? that's what I just had to go
through. the day following leaving the Company, I looked
at my situation as being on vacation (haven't had one in
years), but set out - on foot - to find and procure a new
personal vehicle, or I wouldn't be able to work, ya know
it? anyhow, after a couple days hoofing it, I found the
Rodeo pictured above, bought and plated it, and spent
the following week ironing out a few minor mechanical
issues... following which I made a concentrated effort to
organize my home, which had become somewhat of a
warehouse of Shtein, due to working 90 to 100 hrs/week
for the previous year. that took me 10 days. ah, but now...
... now, things are all ducky, peachy-keeno, hunky-dory.
yup. I'm already back at work, at the old job, and the old
finances took but a minor hit (fixing the mechanical stuff
took away some bill-paying money). so, all's well that ends
smell... or something like it, anyways. so, that'll be that...
... and, my personal apologies for not keeping up with my
personal reading or your comments. hope you understand.
DYN-O-MITE!
THE FUCKIN' DOCTOR
maybe a bit of personal blogging today, huh? in response
to some recent questions about some changes in my life...
... well, first of all, no sex change. sorry, I'm already psy-
chotic enough, I don't need to add PMS to the mix. besides,
I could never see myself batting for the other team, if you
get my drift. as far as my status as a Gyn-O-Cologist, that
also remains unchanged- that is to say that I have neither
been dis-barred, de-doctorized, dis-regarded, or other-
wise unassembled. the status quo will remain unchanged,
here at Shtein Central, with the exception that in the near
future, I likely will be posting in the afternoons or in the
evenings, due to the changes brought into question here.
oh, so just what are these changes? well, okay, since you
asked... in the simplest terms, I've changed jobs; in fact,
gone back to my old job, at least for now. the new job (been
there a year) was supposed to be management. that's what
I was hired to do, logistics, scheduling, organization, procure-
ment, etc., with some sales involved as well. that was the
position and the job duties I negotiated for with Company
Management. however, Company Ownership (note: clearly
two different entities) got involved and mandated I sell full
time, with a little or no management on the side. further-
more, said Ownership set unreasonable sales goals for me,
as I am new to this market (read: I have no contacts here).
the Owner actually expected me to go door to door and to
telemarket in order to sell commercial roofing. preposterous.
hired to organize, improve and set-up a service division for
long-term success, the Owner wanted me to be a door-to-
door salesman. fuck that. anyways, things had been coming
to a head for several months, and a few weeks ago, like a
nasty zit, well, they popped, so to speak. out of work was
not such a big deal (I'm well enough connected that I'm
never more than a 5-minute phone call away from at least
some type of work), but what was a big deal was that while
employed there, I had gotten rid of my car, and relied on the
old Company Truckster. so when I left, they wouldn't let me
use the damned thing for a couple of days to get things in
order. said owner is a cocksucker, though that is not to be
said about Management, who gave me all money due, and a
severance package to boot. hats off to Company Management.
RIDE MY PIMP
so, anybody out there ever have to shop for and procure
a vehicle on short notice? worse yet, on foot- and, in a car
market dominated by dealers (ie, nobody just sticks a For
Sale sign in the window here)? that's what I just had to go
through. the day following leaving the Company, I looked
at my situation as being on vacation (haven't had one in
years), but set out - on foot - to find and procure a new
personal vehicle, or I wouldn't be able to work, ya know
it? anyhow, after a couple days hoofing it, I found the
Rodeo pictured above, bought and plated it, and spent
the following week ironing out a few minor mechanical
issues... following which I made a concentrated effort to
organize my home, which had become somewhat of a
warehouse of Shtein, due to working 90 to 100 hrs/week
for the previous year. that took me 10 days. ah, but now...
... now, things are all ducky, peachy-keeno, hunky-dory.
yup. I'm already back at work, at the old job, and the old
finances took but a minor hit (fixing the mechanical stuff
took away some bill-paying money). so, all's well that ends
smell... or something like it, anyways. so, that'll be that...
... and, my personal apologies for not keeping up with my
personal reading or your comments. hope you understand.
DYN-O-MITE!
THE FUCKIN' DOCTOR
maybe a bit of personal blogging today, huh? in response
to some recent questions about some changes in my life...
... well, first of all, no sex change. sorry, I'm already psy-
chotic enough, I don't need to add PMS to the mix. besides,
I could never see myself batting for the other team, if you
get my drift. as far as my status as a Gyn-O-Cologist, that
also remains unchanged- that is to say that I have neither
been dis-barred, de-doctorized, dis-regarded, or other-
wise unassembled. the status quo will remain unchanged,
here at Shtein Central, with the exception that in the near
future, I likely will be posting in the afternoons or in the
evenings, due to the changes brought into question here.
oh, so just what are these changes? well, okay, since you
asked... in the simplest terms, I've changed jobs; in fact,
gone back to my old job, at least for now. the new job (been
there a year) was supposed to be management. that's what
I was hired to do, logistics, scheduling, organization, procure-
ment, etc., with some sales involved as well. that was the
position and the job duties I negotiated for with Company
Management. however, Company Ownership (note: clearly
two different entities) got involved and mandated I sell full
time, with a little or no management on the side. further-
more, said Ownership set unreasonable sales goals for me,
as I am new to this market (read: I have no contacts here).
the Owner actually expected me to go door to door and to
telemarket in order to sell commercial roofing. preposterous.
hired to organize, improve and set-up a service division for
long-term success, the Owner wanted me to be a door-to-
door salesman. fuck that. anyways, things had been coming
to a head for several months, and a few weeks ago, like a
nasty zit, well, they popped, so to speak. out of work was
not such a big deal (I'm well enough connected that I'm
never more than a 5-minute phone call away from at least
some type of work), but what was a big deal was that while
employed there, I had gotten rid of my car, and relied on the
old Company Truckster. so when I left, they wouldn't let me
use the damned thing for a couple of days to get things in
order. said owner is a cocksucker, though that is not to be
said about Management, who gave me all money due, and a
severance package to boot. hats off to Company Management.
RIDE MY PIMP
so, anybody out there ever have to shop for and procure
a vehicle on short notice? worse yet, on foot- and, in a car
market dominated by dealers (ie, nobody just sticks a For
Sale sign in the window here)? that's what I just had to go
through. the day following leaving the Company, I looked
at my situation as being on vacation (haven't had one in
years), but set out - on foot - to find and procure a new
personal vehicle, or I wouldn't be able to work, ya know
it? anyhow, after a couple days hoofing it, I found the
Rodeo pictured above, bought and plated it, and spent
the following week ironing out a few minor mechanical
issues... following which I made a concentrated effort to
organize my home, which had become somewhat of a
warehouse of Shtein, due to working 90 to 100 hrs/week
for the previous year. that took me 10 days. ah, but now...
... now, things are all ducky, peachy-keeno, hunky-dory.
yup. I'm already back at work, at the old job, and the old
finances took but a minor hit (fixing the mechanical stuff
took away some bill-paying money). so, all's well that ends
smell... or something like it, anyways. so, that'll be that...
... and, my personal apologies for not keeping up with my
personal reading or your comments. hope you understand.
DYN-O-MITE!
3 Comments:
Doc, some thoughts:
1. Fuck the owner and hopefully he/she/them will all die in a fiery car wreck.
2. You can trust nobody but yourself.
3. Even then, look over your shoulder.
4. And remember: they're all cunts out there. All of them.
That is all.
Too Cool, I like your personal posting. You could be the guy next door, don't 'ya know.
Hi dee ho, neighbor. =O)
I always used to say that there are some superiors out there that need oxygen tanks. The reason being is that it seems to me that once someone gets to management level the air up there gets a lot thinner and pure thinking goes out the window!
Flyinfox_SATX
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