I'd accumulated a lot of stuff over the years - toys, plush animals,
pictures. And I have all sorts of drafting tools. I'd been taking that stuff
home, piece by piece, over the last week, but I still had a full load to
tote home today. Thankfully my lead man gave me a ride home.
If nothing else - and there's plenty else - I got a couple of free meals out
of this. Wednesday, several of us went out to eat lunch at Carlos O'Kelly's.
My hot girlfriend, Shanna, joined us there. Not everyone who gets laid off
gets taken out, but this was also a celebration of a long career ar Boeing.
My lead man bought my lunch - which is expected in cases like this - but
then he turned around and paid for *Shanna's* meal, too, and she had a
couple of margaritas. The waitress made a face when he got his check, but he
didn't even blink. Now *there's* a nice guy.
Boeing used to give retirees and quittees and layoffees big airplane
pictures for everyone to sign. I don't know if they do that anymore, but my
lead man took it on himself to have one made up at Kinko's. Really nice -
the B-52, the E-6B Mercury (which I'd been working on up until this
afternoon) and the KC-135, my favorite of the bunch. I started with the
KC-135 many years ago and worked off an on the -135 program since then. On
the way home, we stopped off and had the print laminated.
I'm not going into poverty just yet. My severance package will deliver me
the equivalent of a full paycheck for the next six months. I'm gonna start
shopping around the local aircraft companies soon, but for now, I want to
kick back and clear the cobwebs from the space between my ears. But I'm kind
of numb right now and a bit depressed. It's not sunk in yet that I no longer
have to think in terms of how to do this or that analysis. Shanna and I just
had a fail in the grocery store because my credit card is maxed at the
moment. But I should be getting my last paycheck next week and with the
unused vacation and sick leave it'll be a big one. I can catch up on several
things, and in a couple of weeks I'll be visiting the titty bar wherein I
first met Shanna. I need a lap dance BAD!
Paul
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> the KC-135, my favorite of the bunch.
I was always partial to the KC-135 and a half, but the KC-134 and seven
sixteenths is pretty nice, too.
Anyway, good luck, old top... Hey wait a minute! You have a hotter
girlfriend than I do!
DROP DEAD, OLD TOP!
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Get back up on that horse and ride!
Tater
Well you have company.
Valero is closing the oil refinary in Delaware City, DE. Was supposed
to be a shut down for major repairs, but they decided that since the
biught the refinary 5 years ago, it has LOST about $1,000,000 a month,
it was not worth it.
TO be fair, they got scammed when they bought it. The prevoius owners
(texaco, Star Ent., and Motiva) all ran it into the ground, not
keeping it up or only do up grades that are required by clean air
laws.
MOtiva installed a Hydrogen cracker 10 years ago, but never even
turned the fucker on.
Now that means all the companies down stream that depend on the
refinary for feed stock will be forced to close as well.
Well, I guess all those 250 employees who earned good money there can
get jobs at teh shopping outlets for minumum wage!
My wife the Space Princess can sure identify with all this. Except she
doesn't have to worry about getting another job. We just have to learn
how to spend a bit less or else I'll have to get off my ass regarding
new SubGenius product. But she is doing that office-clearing thing,
gradually. I can't believe how much STUFF she is bringing home and she
say she's tossing out half of it before it gets here. She worked for
Weather Control for almost 30 years!
I'm sure you'll find a good gig. It's a strange fact of life that when
you repent, quit your job, and slack off, what generally happens is,
you get a better job. I've had to change careers more times that I can
remember. My skill sets had to migrate with the changing technological
climate in communications. There has been a lot of that since the days
of 16mm business films.
I know a whole lot of older SubGenii who are basically retired or fed
up rocket scientists or the equivalent, and have enjoyed much greater
Slack in revised careers. Changing jobs helps keep a person from
getting old and creaky so fast, too.
On the other hand I have to admit that I know some fellers my age who
did not adapt to changing technology, had no safety net at all and are
now out in the rain or had to take a big step down. In every case it's
because of computer illiteracy. Some people just WILL NOT read the
instructions.
> On the other hand I have to admit that I know some fellers my age who
> did not adapt to changing technology, had no safety net at all and are
> now out in the rain or had to take a big step down. In every case it's
> because of computer illiteracy. Some people just WILL NOT read the
> instructions.
They was instructions? Tater thought that was packin material and
threw it out. Shit. Gotta drive down to the dump in Lumley and dig
through all that crap AGIN!
Tater
My career path with my current employers is finished also, but I am
already opening that other door and have the keys to 3 other ones
jingling in my pocket.
> On Nov 20, 11:38 pm, "Paul Jamison" <pjamis...@cox.net> wrote:
[Snip the closest thing to whining that I can come up with.]
> ...I'm sure you'll find a good gig. It's a strange fact of life that when
> you repent, quit your job, and slack off, what generally happens is,
> you get a better job. I've had to change careers more times that I can
> remember. My skill sets had to migrate with the changing technological
> climate in communications. There has been a lot of that since the days
> of 16mm business films.
THAT'S what I want to do - slack off! At least for a few weeks. Trouble is,
not everyone around me can wrap their heads around the concept. I'm coming
around to accepting the idea myself - Pink programming. I think I just need
a couple-three weeks for things to settle down and the severance pay checks
to come in regularly. Thanks, Stang, for pointing out the important things.
> I know a whole lot of older SubGenii who are basically retired or fed
> up rocket scientists or the equivalent, and have enjoyed much greater
> Slack in revised careers. Changing jobs helps keep a person from
> getting old and creaky so fast, too.
> On the other hand I have to admit that I know some fellers my age who
> did not adapt to changing technology, had no safety net at all and are
> now out in the rain or had to take a big step down. In every case it's
> because of computer illiteracy. Some people just WILL NOT read the
> instructions.
In recent years, I've finally got some experience with Finite Element
Modeling programs like NASTRAN. And I discovered something - they're fun! If
I can get on with another local company doing FEM work, I think I can ride
that to retirement.
One of the othar things that nevar happans. When I retiyared, I imaganed I
would sleep a lot and sit on my ass a lot and relax, and then all of a
suddan one day I'd wake up all refreshed and bounding into bright new
horizans.
HAH! I might sleep 10 hours a day for weeks in a row, but I still get tired
easy. The thing a long w*rk life sucks out of you doesn't grow back IMHO.
But that's OK because there's nothing on my dance card any moar except going
out for grocaries and Arrr and Wheredy's and the occasianal run to MallWarts
for stuff you can't eat. So if I still drag my ass around doing that, so be
it.
It's a big horsey, and once you get off it, you bettar climb back on right
away. Six months will be ovar quickar than you can say "Bob's your uncal"
and then the wolf shows up at the door.
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Well my neices husband lost his job this week too.
He's a heavy equipment machanic. SO we hope he will find somehting by
next spring
I agree, but for another reason.
The Job Market sucks right now. You might need that full 6 months plus
a few extra to land a job that does not entail operating a french
fryer or Slurpy Machine.
Fuckin' B! Slack off for a bit, because you deserve it--but SET A TIME
LIMIT for that, and for fuck's sake, stick with it! iDRMRSR knows
whereof he speaks. The time will do Einsteinian telescoping, and
you'll wind up in the caca with nothing but yer dick in yer hand.
Trust me.
But you DO DESERVE TO HAVE SOME PAUL TIME!! And whatever you do, enjoy
the HELL out of it! Grok that Slack in FULLNESS, Brother!