by Bandalero » 1/25/2006, 9:57 am
so maybe they're not wasteful, although we use up alot of oil and diesel every month. in december we used $160,000 worth of it. iron is also a massive expense. chemicals too, but i never saw those figures.
missing invoices, hidden mail with invoices. that's probably the reason why when i came into the company in november 1st, there were massive amounts of invoices dated from june, and a few others from early in the year. at the end of the year we sent in all our old stuff, and corporate came back and slapped it in the face of the head guy in charge at the yard. he called us into his office wanted an explanation at which point i threw my boss into the fire and put it all on him. after the ass chewing, we go back to the office andfind massive amounts of envelopes with originals invoices in them, all of them were supposedly given to him the day before. of course i do not buy it since they were stuffed into a rarely used drawer. if someone gives you something today, chances are it's still gonna be on your desk tomorrow, not stuffed in a drawer. nevertheless, some guy came down to investigate a little bit and when i sat him down with me, i told him everything i suspect. the guy has worked with my supervisor before and he flat out old me 'yeah, your supervisor does that.'
then the fun part. my boss knows i've burned his ass again, and i'm already written up twice. he asks me if i told the guy anything and i said no. of course he didn't belive it, and goes to his office in the shop and writes me up a third time. i actually go back there and see it. i come back to my office tell the receptionist, and she flat out told me, he doesn't like you, he hates you. he called human resources and asked how to get rid of you, and they told him three write ups and he can be terminated. so after i burned his ass again, he got pissed and was going to get rid of me right then and there. but a friend of mine at work see him with the write up, and asks him what the hell he's doing. my supervisor tells him he should have gotten rid of me a long time ago. and my friend flat out tells him, hey, he's cleaning up your fucking mess man, and you've done nothing to help him, your still at it and you want to get rid of the guy, explain that? so he stuffs the write up in his back pocket.
but it's all clear to me now. i know he wants to get rid of me, i know he wants to cook the books, i know that he's done it before at another company. i will not make myself look stupid for a good paying job. when the audit comes, he'd throw me into the fire to cover his ass. so i went to corporate in houston this past friday, and told my story to accounts payable, told it to human resources, told it to a man who was just a name before i met him, a name everyone feared. then i quit.
the nightmare is over....
Whenever death may surprise us,
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown