Saturday, April 21, 2007

We Are Legion

I am cutting and pasting this from a very important email I received. I will not say who sent this to me, I will not mention names in it, but it's too good not to post. Once again, I am right. People seem to hate this soothsaying quality. I wonder if they, too, hate the person who chose to fill out this AP exit survey. I chose not to. I looked the ugly version of Eva Longoria right in the eye and told IT I was one step ahead when they tried to get rid of me. Read on, kiddies. It's a joy to behold!

Corporate Finance Dept needs to change it's database [name withheld]. it's an old system.
-My supervisor does not dress professionally but she expects me to dress professionally.
-Her assistant, at times was only in the office on average 2 1/2 days a week.
-Most of the meetings the supervisor held with those in the department was to tell us about what we do wrong...I can only name 2 meetings (in the 3 years at AP )that were held to thank us for a job well done.
-Morale is low in corporate finance, and it seems like no one cares. For example the CFO treated corporate finance to bowling once...ONCE!!!!
-Salaries are not competitive.
-There is no growth within corporate finance.
-[Name withheld] treats her subordinates harshly...she yells at them and has thrown papers and books at her subordinates, and no warning has ever been given to [same person, name withheld]. That is unacceptable behavior for a supervisor or anyone else.
-My supervisor takes about 3 to 5 smoke breaks a day but we cant take a single 15 minute break? Please explain how that is justified. AND!!! It is common knowledge that my supervisor takes 3 to 5 smoke breaks a day.
-My supervisor uses foul language too often.
-I feel that [the company] should train its supervisors on dealing with subordinates because there are problems in that area.
-In the morning commuting to work I would get off at the A station on 8th ave at 8:40 then get to the office at 5 minutes to 9. In short, the 450 w 33rd street location is a bad choice.
-Health insurance is too expensive for the low salary I was making. I had no health insurance the entire time [I was] employed with [the company].
-In corporate finance there are too many supervisors and not enough subordinates. (too many chiefs and not enough Indians)
-Any company where a CFO [name withheld, often referred to as King FiFi] wants to get rid of an employee in the mailroom [name withheld, but a very nice and hardworking person] because the CFO does not like the employees hair is not a company I want to work for. Doesn't the CFO have more important issues to deal with?


But of course the CFO has more important issues to deal with, the first being: how does one finally come out of the closet? If this person would stop hiding behind the sham everyone knows to be a false front, perhaps this misdirected hatred would not be flung towards those who must suffer under his so-called mighty bearing. And while we're on the subject of hair, this employee's choice of hairstyle reflects a personal look that is in no way written in the current employee handbook as a justifiable offense and some would say it's this employee's religious beliefs that deem that choice viable. If I'd mentioned this person's last name, it would become clear why this employee's hair is this way.

Yes, I was truly and mightily, by the hands of St. Michael and every Angel, delivered from a festering pit of filth. Faith is everything. Go see "The Reaping." Trust me, it's relevant to today's world. The twist is not knowing what evil looks like or what it does. But I have learned that in order to appreciate the light, you must learn the darkness. It seeps in and sucks the life out of all it encompasses. And sometimes it wears a gentle, soothing grin.

As for His Name We Abuse, I am happy to report a quick glance on their website revealed to me even more of a mess than when I was ousted two months ago. Currently, the vacancies include no COO, no CFO, no HR Director, no Head Delivery Person, no Intake Specialist, no Nutritionist, no Cook, no Porter, no Head Custodian, and an open driver position. As for the drivers, the one thing I did learn is that their union locked them up in a deal for them to make roughly $18,000 a year. That would make them eligible for food stamps. And this place has the balls to link itself to the good works that Ganga Stone once held steadfast? I guess I was delivered again. As Kjou often has said to me, "Don't mess with a child of God." While I would never assume that I am so special or 'marked', apparently Providence or perhaps my precious muse saw fit to remove me from what could have been a potentially fatal situation.

Yes, I am struggling financially. Emotionally? I haven't been this satisfied since Christmas mornings when I was a child in my little Bensonhurst house. That's the kind of joy these demons would love to steal, but can never touch.

Blessings, blessings. Don't block the blessings. Evil never wins. Look it in the eye, say kind words, and walk away with your held high. That, kiddies, is the way to achieve GRACE.

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