2015 Collection: Sporadic Notes From The Toy Factory #13

June 25, 2015 Effective Communication

Found out that our evening shift supervisor ‘Clint Eastwood’ is going to day shift and two other supervisors are going to other shifts. I haven’t heard why. It’s disappointing to be sure because I liked Clint and had high hopes he would do some good for the department. He helped me with some issues I had too, as he had let me know I could talk to him.

But that’s the way it is at the toy factory, everything is temporary except insanity [and old timers like me with all the seniority, which may be close to the same thing].

Insanity is a constant element in all that we do here; a place where no common sense or initiative exists except in extremely rare forms. I’ve given up trying to recognize its face in either males or females; some days you just shake your head.

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