Monday, October 6, 2008

No Humor Left at this Time

To say that I'm down would be one of the greatest understatements of all time along with, "Who ordered a little ice?" on the Titanic.
When you get laid off you have to ask yourself what you did wrong or why don't they like you. Deep inside me I realize I did nothing wrong and if they don't like me after all the years I slaved making them money then it's their loss.
But the simple fact remains and that is this - they own the place and you cannot argue with the judgment of the owner. I had a long run that I feel should have been longer but the real culprit in this tragedy is our economy. Perhaps someone can take care of getting it back on track. As for me, I have a trip to the unemployment line hoping for a paycheck!
Reality sets in fairly fast when you are close to sixty years old and you go from panic to resign to anger to resolve. I don't know where I am now but it is not in a good place.
I am trying not to be bitter but if you read many of the posts I entered in the recent past you will know that I lost the battle for a while.
To those of you who read my earlier rants about the company that hired me originally back in 1971 I apologize for my digressions.
In the words of Emily Litella, "Never Mind." Now someone please get me some ice for my Grey Goose and tonic.

2 comments:

Henry said...

Hi Bruce,

This is Henry (I sit next to Diego on the train) and I just heard about what happened and I am truly sorry. For what it's worth, I have a cousin who has worked in the garment industry for a very long time and I can ask what positions might be available. I'm not exactly sure what he does though. If you'd like, I can try to contact him. You would just have to let me know a little more about what you do and/or would like to do.

Either way, let me know.

Keep your chin up. Things will get better.

mug guy said...

Thank you for your concern. You can always reach me by asking the ladies for my number but you have given me a small idea. I will post a link to my resume on the blog. It couldn't hurt.
And by the way, I knew who you were without the reference to our friend Diego.