Genius

I have this co-worker. Let’s call him Nick. Nick came in a few months behind me at FaucetCompany and we worked as electroplating machine operators together for several years. Well, seldom together. We did the same job but on different shifts. In fact, Nick became my successor when I stepped down as Team Lead in order to take the technician job last summer.

As part of the restructuring of the local plant that was announced back in July, Nick’s job is going away. As is the technician job that I currently occupy. He interviewed against me for the Team Lead job in injection molding (not going away) that I was awarded a few weeks ago. I have some modicum of safety. He has interviewed for other positions in the surviving departments without success thus far.

He was house hunting when the closure was announced. Wisely (in my opinion) he stopped looking. The stupid motherfucker just came up to me and told me that he’s looking again. His job will be gone by Spring. He has no other job lined up, either within the plant or externally. But he’s going to buy a house. And the saddest part? He thinks I give a shit one way or the other.

People are idiots.

(I’ve decided to start venting here again rather than on FecesBook. Nobody reads this, so I can talk all the shit I want, get it off my chest, and not have to worry that some distantly related Karen will have something to say about it. That was my original intent here anyway.)