Termyn8or
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"the agreed incentives such as salary." I just had to drop in and express how enamoured I am at that statement. That really says it, and possibly more. It does come back to the work ethic (I do intend to stay on topic believe it or not). If I were to work full time what I make is roughly equivalent to about $61,000US per year. I respect that. Other than usually two cigarette breaks in a day I do not stop. Even on a cig break I might take my laptop with me to study up on something. Other dead time include waiting for others to get done with something so they can help bring in my "next pig to poke" in a manner of speaking. I sold all my time since I walked in the door. The smoke breaks are a rebate, and the other dead time is not my fault, and in fact I try to time my breaks with other inevitable dead time(s) if and when they occur. Sometimes I don't feel well, but I take the day off if I don't think I can function at or near 100%. It is also a balance between the company's needs and my own. Sometimes it is "Can you come in and just do this, then you can go home and sleep ?" At that point I will come and do what is necessary. Other times when things are slow, I still need to eat and they will find me something to do to make ends meet. That entails at times, cleaning some of those skeletons out of the closet. That is why out of all the jobs for which I have ever applied I've only failed to get two, and can contact nearly all of my ex employers as I left on good terms. One thing about Termy, when he walks in the door you are making money. One phrase I have never spoken out loud, but runs through my head as I walk in the door is "Know my job and do it". That is one of the very few things I really have to sell. Actually the only thing any proletarian has to sell. It does us best not to poison our only product. Maybe it's not even a true work ethic, but more a matter of logic. Maybe there is nothing to it in the way of anything noble or even commendable. Perhaps it can be reduced to the simplest Freudian terms. My id wants things, shelter, food, intoxicants and so forth. My ego is how I get it, researching and motivating myself to solve the problems presented. Then the superego is what prevents me from taking the easy way out, poisoning my product with prevarication or dishonesty, like pilferage. Perhaps there is nothing moral about it at all, just a means to an end. But illness bring in another variable, dependant upon other variables of course. If I just didn't get enough sleep or have a cold or something the question is simply whether I can perfoim satisfactorily or not. When it comes to something contagious many other things come into play. Then if I stay away from work for that reason I should avoid public places, and all close contact with others, should I not ? I really don't know about the specifics of that because it was never an issue. Up until a couple of years ago I had one of the strongest immune systems around. I think I could've drank Typhoid Mary's blood and just shoved dogshit into a bullet wound and be just fine. I am not joking, but of course things change. It still boils down to if I can function. Sometimes I function well but things go wrong and a day is a total loss, it happens. I don't really feel right even taking the money for that day and have to kick myself remembering the other day when I pulled in thousands, and how it all comes out in the wash. It averages out and once added up, I still have a job. I have been on both sides of the desk. But this wicket can get so sticky...... If I don't want to play Typhoid Mary at work, I shouodn't go to a doctor either, there are people there who are already sick and don't need to also catch what I got. So where does that leave us ? Doctors used to put a "quarantine" sign on the front dorr of your house, which basically means think carefully before enering because you will be exposed to some nasty germs. But certain people will cross that threshold unimpeded, doctors, nurses, some others. So what gives ? If infected with a contagious disease are we simply expected to die alone ? Not quite. The can of worms has exploded into the great gray area. What is right ? If I use public transportation to get to work, and my employer insists that I come in under these circumstances, he is exposing the public at large to a toxin. Does he have the right to do that ? Forget about the fact that he may be Interruption, more later. T
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