we don't pay you to notice things
 

Joe Versus the Volcano:
Mr. Waturi tells Joe, "You've gotta get yourself into a flexible frame." (makes a rigid square shape with his hands)

ha ha ha wtf is a flexible frame ?? bosses don't care, just do it

What Bruce said, when it's your name on the door you get to make the rules. Sad but true.

Sad, true, but not necessary. It is entirely possible to give a voice to the workers, and even build a society with a more reasonable value system. I would mention the names of these things but I don't want to scare anybody. ... scroll down for the shock of your life

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Labor Unions, and Socialism.

Things have been slow lately at work for me, and I've been taking on odd tasks in an effort to stay busy and keep my job.

Today I am off to the US Court of Appeals for Veterans Claims, which I think is fitting considering Veterans Day is tomorrow. I'll be supporting a pro bono case my firm took on. We have several of these veterans cases, and I should be doing more of this in the future.

The VA sent us a disk containing all the records for this veteran. But sometimes they forget to include stuff. So I'll go over there and look at their actual record and compare it to what they gave us and make sure we have it all. It should take me most of the day. I'll go through page by page for a few thousand pages.

I should be doing more of these in the future. Maybe once a week or so. Today I'm going over with a guy who's done this several times and he'll show me the ropes. Lots of red tape over there apparently. Lots. Like there will be someone sitting in the room with us watching us as we go through a few thousand pages of records, page by page. And I'll have to ask permission to use the bathroom and be escorted or something. :eyebrow:

Well, that sounds like, uh--

That sounds awful, actually.

Put vodka in ya thermos, and Irish up ya coffee.

Often.

It was actually kind of fun at times. I'm back now. We didn't finish. The computer they gave us to use is horrible. You have to click through 3-4 error messages every time you open a PDF and after looking at PDF files for an hour, the computer freezes. So you have to call the guy who logged you in to the system and get him to insert his ID into the reader on the keyboard and reboot the computer.

We got through about 200 PDF files in 4.5 hours of time, but that was only 2 hours of actual working time. The rest was sitting around waiting for things to get fixed for us. And during those 2 productive hours, I'd guess 50% of the time was closing error messages that were popping up.

I don't know how government workers can stand working there.

So I was friendly with everyone and joking with everyone and they were all nice.

For lunch I walked over to the Harris Teeter for the 9.99 prime rib special. I was on the clock during lunch and the firm picked up the tab.

The lady at Harris Teeter cut the prime rib about an inch and a half thick. as I carried the clam shell box up to the register to pay, it literally felt like about 3 pounds or so of food. I was looking for a scale so I could actually weigh it, but unfortunately, none were nearby.

This is the carving station.
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And this was my lunch.
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I couldn't finish it and didn't want to bring the leftovers back into the VA.

The 72 year old batty lady who was babysitting us dropped several hints that she wanted to leave for her 3 day weekend at 2:30 this afternoon, and the computer had frozen up at about 1:45 and the contact hadn't come yet to reboot it for us, so we left at 2:00.

we didn't finish the file review, so we'll try to go back on Tuesday.

At least you got a good lunch out of the deal.

Maybe your firm can help me with my case. I'm trying to get the VA to give me a private duty female nurse who's 20 something, pretty, with a killer bod and nymphomaniac tendencies. I'm not sick or injured; but, it would help me with my PTSD (pastime sexual depravity). When she's finally done with me I hope to be 100% disabled. That's the only cure.

We can make that happen; however there will be someone sitting in the room with you watching as you go through whatever it is you go through. And you'll have to ask permission to use the bathroom and be escorted or something.

A 20-something, hot, nympho, nurse...

AND an audience?

I'm in.

My two year nightmare will be over this week, as they are expanding, and need to abuse a new hire for a while.

My new seat will be in a cube, on a second floor, oddly isolated from everyone. It's perfect. I expect my stress to cut in half and my productivity to double. It might even keep me in this job.

Yeah!

Awesome! Maybe they'll notice how much better you're performing up there and keep others away from that area for longer.

Is this 'scratch-your-balls-privacy', or 'pick-your-nose-privacy', or, 'youporn-in-another-tab-privacy'?;)

Either way, sounds like you're better off.

Glatt, that lunch looks like a typical slab from Texas! It's making me HUNGRY!!!! I haven't eaten in ten days now other than broth and tea. One more week until I get to see a doctor and maybe even begin treatment, although I hold little hope of that so soon.