The gravy train has finally derailed. I remember a time when I would walk the length of the Boeing Everett factory, the world’s largest building, looking for the farthest bathroom or cafeteria I could find to ki-l time on the clock. And the raises just kept coming.
The beginning of the end was when they hired all the nonunion labor on the swamps of the South Carolina. Now I’m getting canned while the fat cats in BSC are getting new boats and jobs for all their children. I think my wife is going to leave me too for a manager is South Carolina. This su-ks.