Friday, July 12, 2019

A Flashback Poem To A Twelve Hour Work Day Comments

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I think of those ten plus hour days at work.
The paper-cuts on files that truly stung and hurt.
The phones ringing off the hook, usually four at a time.
The desks with the certification books stacked, the files piled, and the
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Denis Mair 12 July 2019

I like the rich memory textures. Reflective and visceral. The quiet heroism of your working life turns into a momentum of sharing. You absorbed the affronts, because you were big enough to see that confrontation wouldn't do much good. I respect the grit that kept you at it so long. That's what our society thrives on.

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Julia Luber 12 July 2019

That's a dear interpretation. The truth is: " about the guy who threatened to 'kill them down at HR" if he were laid off, I was just too scared to address it and knew that he would deny it and would maybe kill me as well. Because telling them would have definitively gotten him laid offf, I should think. It put me in a bind.

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