Monday, October 03, 2005
My job is weird!
Today I received a letter from my union which begins,
"Dear Sister Bourque,
I am writing with regard to the Proctor and Gamble householder mailing that the National Union accepted for delivery on September 6, 2005.
Earlier this week, large shipments of Proctor and Gamble's tampon samples arrived in stations throughout Vancouver. Naturally, these items attracted the attention of shop stewards because the mailings exceed the size limitations prescribed in the collective agreement. As a result, a number of our stewards immediately raised their objections with their supervisors. In response to those objections, management unceremoniously informed our stewards (in front of their colleagues) that the Union had agreed to accept these items for delivery."
Yes, and it goes on.Isn't that weird? It just felt a bit "Brazil" to me,
or possibly something by Kafka.
But this is my occupation at present, so I will abide, and do the happy dance every couple of weeks when the cheque comes in.