It's "MY" Company

But It's Not "YOUR" Job...


So here I am...sitting in front of the computer this morning facing a hectic weekend of travel to attend a funeral on the Florida Gulf coast while at the same time trying to keep a couple of projects moving forward which have little room for delay.

The solution of course is to throw money at the problem in the form of airline tickets and hotel and work an extra half dozen or dozen hours when the opportunity presents itself because Sunday for all intents and purposes is off of the Calendar professionally.

If I were a good Christian I wouldn't have already included Sunday on my proposed work schedule, but reality over the past few decades has been that I work when I work and I rest when I rest and pray for more work to pay the bills in the quiet times in between.

Meanwhile, my head is about to explode while watching the idiocy surrounding the "pubic public unions outcry's in Wisconsin and now the boo-hooing dumbass so-called professional football players' going on strike against the NFL owners and suing them in court later this week.

Let me say THIS about THAT...

The general idea of workers somehow "owning" their jobs and believing that they can as a group dictate to the people who assume the risk of starting and operating a business the terms of their employment is a complete Farce.

If it weren't for unions and government collusion with unions this archaic Idea would have died in the 1950's after we ended child labor abuses and instituted the 40 hour work week and two weeks paid vacation standards most people enjoy today. 

All of these arguments about taxpayer funded excessively inflated overtime pay and medical and retirement benefits is a moot point as far as I am concerned and I'm happy that the Wisconsin Governor held steady on his course and signed the bill into law yesterday.

Let me tell you this just in case you haven't been paying attention.

I, personally,  have a pretty clear standard when it comes to having someone come into my building and start trying to tell me the hours I will work and how much I will pay someone to come into my presence and do any given task.

Interested in hearing it?

It's E A S Y to understand.

Goes like this.

Do what I say...when I say it...else get the hell out...because IT'S MY COMPANY!

Pretty Damn simple, wouldn't you say?

I have to go now because the veins in my forehead are starting to bulge and I'm breaking a sweat thinking about this subject and I have better things to spend my time doing.

Regards Y'all...