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Tuesday, January 9, 2007

Stamp out Corporate WageSlavery

I've said it before, and to just about every person I meet, but good god, I [Censored by Corporate America] my job.

Let's not get too far into the logistics that brought about the slow buildup of [Censored by Corporate America] over the last 4.x years, but instead cut to the last few weeks.

At my place of [Censored by Corporate America] employment, I work three jobs, none of which are company sanctioned in the sense of having an actual job title/position/appropriate payscale. But, none the less, I've carved these three jobs worth of activity out of necessity to make the office a better place, and, in all honesty, the work itself is kind of cool--find ways to make the office use less paper and less manhours to make working life more productive and have more time for sluffing, and do all of it on a budget of $0. Turns out I'm really good at this sort of thing. I saved the company something like $786,000 in my first year and nine months of doing this, and the savings by now are probably pushing a cool million--all on my back.

However, [Censored by Corporate America], has decided that since only my boss knows what I do, and no one else in the building can do what I do, that I must, in fact, be doing NOTHING. *angst* *angst* *angst* *angst*.

So in the infinite wisdom of
[Censored by Corporate America], I've been returned to my actual job title, in my actual department, and the office is now 100% without any form of tech support, after having me wait on the management and craft folks for 3 years, fixing nearly everything in house for no cost to the company, and now all of that is gone.

Of course,
[Censored by Corporate America] expect me to continue doing everything, but I'm not stupid, and so not even two full weekdays after going down to the old department, [Censored by Corporate America] already had to rig up a replacement to cover for me while I fixed a completely useless report that had been misfiring data since Saturday. A report that they know I need to manually fix usually every day for the first 10 days of the month. So instead of having me work on keeping the office running like a well oiled, but severely corrupt, broken, and evil machine, they've decided to see how long it takes for it to grind to a halt.

Between Friday and Monday morning, I identified eight things that needed repaired. After today, I noticed that entire database tables were steadily corrupting themselves, no one had inspected the operators' positions for 4 days, and another host of stuff was broken.

All I have to say is that [Censored by Corporate America]

I just hope I can [Censored by Corporate America]