{"id":8581,"date":"2017-12-22T08:17:15","date_gmt":"2017-12-22T16:17:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/?p=8581"},"modified":"2021-01-08T19:42:57","modified_gmt":"2021-01-09T03:42:57","slug":"well-merry-almost-christmas","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/2017\/12\/22\/well-merry-almost-christmas\/","title":{"rendered":"Well Merry almost Christmas&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/img_0333.jpg\" class=\"wp-image-8580 alignright size-thumbnail\" height=\"3156\" width=\"1536\" srcset=\"https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/img_0333.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/img_0333-73x150.jpg 73w, https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/img_0333-146x300.jpg 146w, https:\/\/bone-in-the-throat.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/img_0333-498x1024.jpg 498w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 767px) 89vw, (max-width: 1000px) 54vw, (max-width: 1071px) 543px, 580px\" \/>It&#8217;s not yet &#8220;The Day&#8221; but it is the beginning of the long holiday weekend.<\/p>\n<p>If I were working for a better employer, I&#8217;d have the weekend off and wouldn&#8217;t have to worry about driving anywhere. But that&#8217;s not reality.<\/p>\n<p>As one of my grandmothers used to say, &#8220;<em>Shit in one hand, wish in the other, tell me which one fills up first.<\/em>&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>She could be a very salty lady&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>This is the second year that I&#8217;ve ending up working through the holiday. It&#8217;s weird, I&#8217;m not at all in a Christmas spirit. I see all the ads, and the decorations and it has absolutely no effect on me. It&#8217;s surreal, I&#8217;ve done no shopping, and sent none of my usual cards, ( <em>I should be working on it now<\/em>), but I&#8217;m simply not motivated.<\/p>\n<p>Part of it, is that its been way too warm. Part of it is that most of the people I deal with through work are not in the holiday mood, many of them are as selfish as normal and to be honest, depressingly stupid. Some of the people I deal with, are so massively stupid, I wonder how they&#8217;ve survived at all.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m going to try to watch some of my favorite holiday movies today to see if I can get a bit more into the holiday mood.<\/p>\n<p>While I&#8217;m working on Christmas Day&#8230; I&#8217;m watching the <em>Die Hard<\/em> series, even if I&#8217;m not paying full attention to it. Hey! Don&#8217;t judge, the first two movies happen at Christmas.<\/p>\n<p>I blew off the company Christmas party. Actually the one for our branch of the company. There were several parties, the nicer ones, we weren&#8217;t invited to.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s demonstrative of the implicit class boundaries that exist where I work. My department is considered the dregs of the company and are therefore not welcome at many events&#8230; But a party held at a Zoo?<\/p>\n<p>On the other hand, I can see the higher-ups not wanting to hang with the vast majority of the people that I work with. That&#8217;s why I didn&#8217;t go to our party.<\/p>\n<p>Even if I&#8217;d been invited to the better class parties, I wouldn&#8217;t have gone. With maybe 3 exceptions, I don&#8217;t consider my co-workers as people that I&#8217;d like to hang out with at any time.<\/p>\n<p>Company parties are in general, dangerous.<\/p>\n<p>Offend the wrong person or be perceived in the wrong way due to an offhand remark (<em>or as so often happens these days, an out of context remark&#8230; Whether TRUE or not,<\/em>) and you&#8217;re done. No promotions for you, and you&#8217;re at the top of the layoff list.<\/p>\n<p>In my particular case, after almost 2 years, I&#8217;m still confused with another guy all the time. Since I can prove that I didn&#8217;t go, even if he did&#8230; I have absolute deniability.<\/p>\n<p>There is clear evidence that he&#8217;s been given credit for multiple compliments and some awards that were supposed to go to me. There is also clear evidence that I&#8217;ve been blamed for mistakes that he made. Including absences, and that is taking a lot of fighting on my part to correct.<\/p>\n<p>Thank goodness for my mistrust of the company.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve been keeping records since the first or second week of my employment. When my Supervisor talked to me about attendance, I pulled out my records and suddenly, my Supervisor was <strong><em>very<\/em><\/strong> interested in making sure that the company records were accurate. I had his full and complete attention when I mentioned that location data was also recorded when I made a time entry, in my phone. Uh huh&#8230; yeah you might want to pull the biometric scans of my attendance before making accusations.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ll admit that was kind of a nice Christmas present. I truly enjoyed watching him start to <strong><em>sweat. <\/em><\/strong>It really made me smile.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m not that supervisor&#8217;s employee anymore, so hopefully my new supervisor will be a bit better.<\/p>\n<p>But enough about work. It&#8217;s still my day off and I choose not to think about it.<\/p>\n<p>Perhaps I&#8217;ll sit down at the computer and work out a digital holiday card. Perhaps not&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s not that I don&#8217;t care about my friends it&#8217;s just a matter of energy, this year has been exhausting!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It&#8217;s not yet &#8220;The Day&#8221; but it is the beginning of the long holiday weekend. If I were working for a better employer, I&#8217;d have the weekend off and wouldn&#8217;t have to worry about driving anywhere. But that&#8217;s not reality. 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