I’ve Lost The Desire

I’m serious…I’ve lost all desire for something that I was truely in love with. I honestly can’t believe that I’m about to say ( type ) this but I used to have a hard-on for my job. I loved the fucking thing…I used to be a Tool Maker…Now I work in a tool and die shop. It’s a good shop and I like the guys I work with ….well most of them …My leader Joe could use a beating.

Fucking Joe …you asshole! What are you trying to accomplish by treating the tool makers in your crew like fucking aprentices? We’ve been slow and I realize that during the slow times you do what ever job there is to do and you train the apprentices on the more difficult aspects of the trade….there is a reason why aprentices don’t do the difficult machining or assembling …do you know what that reason is ?…no? not surprised by that at all …It’s because "apprentice quality " is shit compared to " Tool Maker Quality " …Thats why your darling apprentice " big swetty " gets paid less than half of what I make. While were on the subject of " big swetty" Why is it that we spent the last 7 month teaching that idiot and not teaching the other apprentice Keith the same things? He’s been stuck sweeping and painting machines ….he’s better than big swetty everyone in the shop knows it …so why did he get benched ?  Actually I could care less …they are apprentices and niether one of them has shown me anything that says they have a fucking clue as to what they are doing. Next week we return to full hours ( 55+ hours a week ) , needless to say were busy …Have you broken it to big swetty that next week he has to stop playing tool maker and go back to apprentice …I’ll be fucked if I or one of the other guys is running a drill press and that piece of shit is doing my fucking job…this shit stops now. I was asked to work here…I wasn’t looking for a job. This fucking place called me at my other job and requested an interview. Twelve years. I was there for twelve years and had done every job in the shop from sweeper to shop foreman …I was 3 months away from a salary position and a company car ( I was making as much as the plant manager on an hourly wage because I worked so much overtime ). And I came here…to kill my career…I used to take a job from blueprint right through buy off on my own. And now I feel like your going to stick a shiny little star sticker on my forehead for being able to sharpen my own drill…By the way ? Ever tried to drill a hole with a drill that big swetty sharpened?…No ?..Try it …it’s a good show..I laughed my ass off.So it has to stop. I have to go back to being the Tool Maker that I was …I’m too fucking good at this to be doing the monkey jobs that I’ve been getting. Basicaly if your not going to lead this fucking crew I’m going to push your ass out of the way and do it myself. If I see either of our apprentices on a job that I should be on I’m kicking his ass off…My name as a tool maker goes on these jobs ..thier crap isn’t good enough to be shown with mine yet.

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Lol …Wrote a letter of complaint to my leader Joe about the way our crew is being run. But I did with all the proper tact and grammer…cut me some slack …I can write smart if i need to …I was a shop foreman after all …Un_Fucking_Believable the amount of letters a shop foreman has to write by the way. So anyway I wrote this letter complaining to my leader about the way I feel I’m being treated and thought that it would be a hoot to write one saying it the way i’d love to say it to him…lol…I know I’m cocky about my abilities as a tool maker and I blame the tool maker that trained me, he has an old school hard ass … I was out after work on a friday once and he came in the same bar with a bunch of his friends and made me leave …He said I could go to another bar and have a good time for the next few hours or I could stay there and pay for it all next week . The bar was in the middle of the industrial park and on friday nights the place was packed to the walls with tool makers. He didn’t want his apprentices seen drunk in the same bar as him …I know now why he did it. Tool makers are very aware of thier reputation…A drunken aprentice doesn’t look good…And besides..I really shouldn;t have been in the bar in the first place…it has to do with a whole unspoken law about it being a tool makers bar  …So where was I …Oh yeah !  I wrote a letter to my leader….This is the proper order of procedure in fileing a complaint with a supervisor…Personally I think it would be a fuck of alot easier if I could just walk up to joe and ask him what the fuck he is thinking …but I have to follow the proper procedures as laid out to me in my brand spanking new employees hand book…the worst part about a slow stretch in tool and die is that it gives the idiots in the front office time to come up with the dumbest ideas in the world…like me having to send a copy of said letter of complaint to the front desk to be kept in my file …copies may also be sent to department heads  or management pending the outcome of the responce letter and my satisfaction of the outcome….Are you fucking kidding me ?…How is this better than me walking up to my leader and telling him to pull his head out of his ass? Fuck if I know …ask the wizards in the front office!

Life is grand. I’m tired as hell , got cotton mouth and a serious case of the fucking munchies…would fucking kill for cheetos right about now…And all is right with my world… The artist at the tatto place was really cool …I’m very comfortable with him which is good…I’ve decided to let him come up with the design the only stipulations I made were no higher than my knee cap and no lower than the ankle and would prefer it to have an asian style he asked if i was ever thinking about adding to the other side and turning my lower leg into a sock …not sure, I’ve never really given it any thought , so he’s going to design it as a finished peice but something that can be added to easily. I’m fucking geared up about it ….The date is set …May 24th at noon…lol ..My world is spinning at a comfortable pace . Had a pop in last night …I hate the fucking pop in ….any way pop in poped in said hi and fucked the bejeasus out of me and left …Know that sound you make when you take your finger and make that popping sound with your cheek…I felt like that sound last night. PLURP! you have to admit it does sound pretty happy…lol…go ahead try one …there is no law against them that I have found so feel free to PLURP whenever you feel like it ….At the mall PLURP. In your car PLURP. Want to have a complete blast …next time your out someplace and you see a class of small school children on a firld trip or some other event …teach them the PLURP …Try to get them to PLURP all at once…Wear a depends undergarment because you will literally piss your pants at a lrge group of small children and thier gruop PLURP.  The chap

erone in charge of the group of children wil obviously hate your fucking guts , but no wories you soon on your way to share the PLURP with others and they are but a distant memory down the wonderful world I like to call PLURP.

PLURP fuckers…PLURP.