fuck this job.com

Yep... I've got a few more days then I'm gone. I'm gonna tell these fuckers where to go, how long to go there for, and how to get there... preferably in single syllable words, as they are too fucking stupid to understand anything else.

My co-worker who I'm partnered with goes "But Rak... you don't want to burn any bridges! You should be more subtle than that."

O-RLY?

Is this place fuckin' DEAD or what? Like no real comments, barely any new subjects... and only like 5 or 6 of the original cast and crew around... Did the Fuck This Job crew finally commit themselves or something? Hello? Anyone out there?

OK... so I was down n out for a while... Two days ago they came to me and tell me "Hey Rak the boss sez you gotta go re-qual on the M-4." OK... standard shit, but still, annoying as I'm trying to get caught up on a lot of other shit, and dealing with my family at home, the usual shit...yadda yadda... Either way it means I have to spend like 4 hours in 130 degree heat punching holes in a target to prove that I can still do it. What The Fuck Evva as I like to say. This time tho, seeings that I'm not really feeling the love, I went out with a plan to fuck with the bosses.

Back after a long absence... Been a while. Last time I was here I was recovering from surgery from wounds in the Middle East... my company (up til then) had been the usual... you know, selfish, self centered, greedy and uncaring... when I got wounded tho, they -seemed- to give a shit and got me home to be treated by pros. THAT was cool. the UNCOOL part which reinforces my reason for being on a blog like this is that while on "short term disability" they should have called it a "short time assfucking."

Well, been a while since I blogged here... things for a LONG time were good... what does that tell you? Of course I was due for a big fat dump of heaping steaming fecal matter poured liberally over my nugget... In this case, its an actual injury I sustained on the job... now granted, I haven't been fucked over by the company... not yet. And I'm not about to start trusting them.
Long story short, I've been contracting in the Middle East and have been supporting the "Global War on Terror" in "Operation Extreme Stupidity" for some time, but now I find myself on the casualty rolls with a knee thats in dire need of rebuild/replacement.

...working towards my hopeful retirement, a long and arduous process thats earned me no amount of heartache and physical scarring, never mind the mental damage. And what do I have to show for it?
I spent almost two years in Iraq and then a tour of Guantanamo Bay Cuba, essentially reducing my resume to an untouchable "Been There Done That" of Third World Governmental Torture Chambers and "no I can't tell you what I was doing or then I'd have to kill you." experiences that exposed me to some of the most entertaining parts of the world and the realities of what "REAL LIFE" is all about. Fuck these insignificant insecure motherfucking assholes in the the States... fuck these mid level beurocrats and the fecal-sycophants that slavishly worship at their feet...

Yeah... I ranted before, and I'll do it again. The "Protected Class" of employees... those who suck up and off the Bosses... The one who sits in the truck and watch DVDs on a portable player while others sweat and hump in 125 degree desert heat all day long, and then when the job is done, the 'Humpers' get the asschewing for any failures while the "Golden Children" get no heat. The one who "narcs out" any indescrection, no matter how minor to the head shed and yet leaves two hours early but still books the full day on the time sheet... The Narcs, Rats Whiners and Scum-Lords who get promoted alllllllll because they are buried up the Bosses 'Fourth Point of Contact'.... Not one to usually give into the song side, but its definately my mood:

Yep... still contracting in the Middle East and loving it to a certain degree... Its entertaining between roadside bombs and the "Death to the Infidel" locals, but hey... REAL money thats tax free can't be beat.

What could be beat or rather SHOULD be beaten are some of my fucking co-workers who do the bare minimum to get by and have been 'getting over' for the past 2 years because they have dirt on the fucking bosses. It's like because they know that Manager "A" has been fucking Female Coworker/Drone "B" and that Manager "A"'s wife would cut his balls off for inserting 'Tab A' into 'Slot/Slut B', these weaselly little fuckstains get to roll around doing next to nothing, and letting the rest of us poor pricks shoulder the burden. Nevermind that I know the same exact dirt, and have thought about diming out these fucko-the-clown-shoe-wearing assholes, but it generally goes against my sense of honor and duty to dime out someone randomly... or even to get ahead. I mean I have no problem stabbing someone in the front, (either metaphoriclly or physically) but it's against my nature to do dirty on someone from behind. I'm the kind of guy who'd prefer to just take out my Hi-Power and stuff it in your mouth and tell you flat out "I'm gonna scatter your shit to the wind if you even LOOK at me again, capische?" whilst cocking said pistola. (Its effective.... last guy I did that to soiled hisself something aweful.)

Not often I post other stuff like this but in this case:

Goodbye to the City on the Hill

Paul Craig Roberts
Counterpunch
Tuesday June 26, 2007

"We shall be as a city upon a hill. The eyes of all people are upon us."

--John Winthrop

America is being destroyed. Many Americans are unaware, others are indifferent, and some intend it.

The destruction is across the board: the political and constitutional system, the economy, social institutions including the family itself, citizenship, and the character and morality of the American people.

Those who rely on the Internet for information are aware that the Bush regime has successfully assaulted the separation of powers and civil liberty. Both Bush and Cheney claim that they are not bound by laws that impinge on their freedom of action or that interfere with their ideas of the power of their offices. Bush has issued presidential directives that permit him to make himself a dictator by declaring a national emergency. Cheney asserts that his handling of secret documents is not subject to oversight or investigation or bound by a presidential order governing the protection of classified information.

OK... so I'm back on the scene and I'm not sure why, but I always seem to have a whackjob around. In this case, I'm now in Kuwait, and working at this company that seems to treat us rather well... granted I'm a contractor for a company thats subbed to ANOTHER company, but this time I'm leaving all the political hay out and staying in my lane... so much easier this time to be a 'small fish' in the grand scheme of things. Fuck being management and fuck all them motherfuckers... they got enough on their plates what with the Primary failing to screen their employees properly... yeah last night was a case in point... "Mister Bi-Polar" as I'll call him went 100% off the deep end last night... last word is that they're getting ready to send him home after a full workup head-wise. Seems he locked his own keys inside his locker, and then got the idea that another guy, "Mister Wrong-Place-Wrong-Time" as I'll call him was actually conspiring against him, and had 'somehow' made him lock his keys in the locker (tinfoil hat anyone?). Well, it came to a head with Mr. Bi-Polar pulling a knife on Mr. W-P-W-T. and threatening him "I'll shank you you SOB!!!"

Yeah, been a while since I've blogged here... Good L*rd knows I tried to be a 'normal 9 to 5'er' and not do the stuff I used to do. Work at the Helpless Desk was insane... I was making MINIMUM cash and killing myself and barely pulling down $500 a week after taxes...

With two small kids, wife and a morgage I said fuck this and went right back overseas again.

I'm weary of having all these rosy eyed motherfuckers tell us that the "economy is good" or "the economy is strong"... I swear I want to strangle a motherfucker when they say that shit. Oh really? It's strong? I'm working 84 hours a week with overtime and still only clearing five fucking bills a week? Thats just not enough to survive on. The Global Economy is seemingly spinning up with the intention of enslaving us even faster than before... corporatocracy and demonic managerial/dictatorial control seem to be the watchword of the day.

...This guy went off in a SERIOUS fashion.... I'm not baggin on the mentally disabled, and it's the last thing I'd want to see happen, but to a certain degree, there IS humor to be found in this as it shows even those who supposedly aren't as mentally "with it" can be pushed to the breaking point... its shows... don't fuck with us poor working stiffs...to whit:
4 hurt in Ind. workplace shooting
By RICK CALLAHAN Associated Press Writer
© 2007 The Associated Press
INDIANAPOLIS — A man shot and wounded four co-workers Thursday at a factory that employs disabled people, telling police he did it "over respect," authorities said.

Fuuuuuuck it and Fuck Mah Job!!! I'm Boogered and jest thought I'd swing thru... Happy Fuckin New Year y'all.... X, Bent, Ookie, Darth, Pantero, Kakarott, the bloody lot of you as they say in Jolly Old England! Party on... I'm due to keep stewed until 5pm tuesday... I fully intend on showing at work still fucking plowed... say it loud, say it plowed: "FUCK THIS JOB!!!

It occured to me...
I was out sick from the 'new job' for 3 days due to the nasty funky sick environment that the building inflicts on us... essentially "Sick Building Syndrome"... some poor fuck brings in a bug and it vectors, and the next thing you know, it works it's way through the department and EVERYONE is sick as fuck... Management knows this... to the point where the "New Flu" even makes it on the local news nine because EVERYONE is sick...
What does management demand? A SICK Note from our Doctors stating we were sick and entitled to the time off!!!! WTF? This with a health plan that costs me a C-Note every time I walk in the door to see this Piece of Shytte Sawbones? Must be a kickback scheme or something... Between a violation of the Health Privacy Act (HIPAA) it also occured to me they state (HR) they want to track our health as part of their 'concern' for us....

I'm a rerlatively nice guy... truly am... I treat everyone with a basic level of equal opportunity... I hate everyone equally.... well, thats not true, I treat incompetant asshole manager pricks like the fucking doorstops they should have been born to be...The point is that I’m surrounded by Nerdlings… Not just yer average nerds, but we are talking absolute, complete, under the Britannica defining moment of fucking Nerds… we are talking geeks so bad that they must have lived their entire high school existence in the bottom of whatever dumpster was available kind of nerds…Forty year old men who won’t speak to a woman if spoken to, who still live with their fucking mothers ala Norman fucking Bates… real time freakshows I’m telling you! I mean I don't know if that counts as some form of bigotry or what? Some might say it is, but I too, was once a nerd. I just had it beaten out of me and now people tend to attribute my geekiness to saying "The Army made him a bit strange." whilst making the 'loopy-finger-at-the-side-of-the-head' sign.