Ok, most of you know I'm a union steward. Part of this position is to help enforce safety regulations, or at least point out unsafe conditions to our management.

So yesterday, I pointed out something that was going on to one of the top guys. He said he had a meeting and left. Then I pointed it out to my foreman, who said it was personal choice. So I went to the Safety office after work yesterday, and let our Safety Officer know about the situation.

Today, I got called in with 3 of the "Big Bosses" to discuss the situation. I let them know what I saw as the problem, and even drew diagrams on the board for them. I was told that I should have reported the issue sooner, and that in the future I should let someone know as soon as possible. One of the "Big Bosses" was the top guy I talked to yesterday first thing in the morning. He finally admitted that he should have taken care of the situation right then, instead of giving me the line about the meeting.

Ya know, some days I just don't think it pays to open my mouth about anything. Before the meeting was over, I felt like I had been the "bad guy" for saying something, and the situation was never resolved. It's still a serious safety issue in my book, and nobody seems to give a shit. Maybe I should just not give one either.

Well, life can be very tense. Not because of anything we do, just because we ARE!!

Having parents in their 70's is truly a blessing, but sometimes it's just heavily disguised!!!

Having a great job is truly a blessing, but sometimes we have to work with folks who are obviously NOT the brightest crayon in the box.

Doggies are wonderful companions, but sometimes they are a real chore to deal with.

Kids are great. They always find our worse faults to emulate, and usually get our worst genetic traits.

Sometimes, it just helps to vent. Whether it makes sense to anyone else or not. Just venting helps ease the stress.

Frankie

Love may be beautiful, love may be bliss But I only slept with you,because I was pissed.

I thought that I could love no other
Until, that is, I met your brother.

Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you,
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar
bowl's empty and so is your head.

Of loving beauty you float with grace
If only you could hide your face.

Kind, intelligent, loving and hot
This describes everything you are not.

I want to feel your sweet embrace
But don't take that paper bag off of your face.

I love your smile, your face, and your eyes
Damn, I'm good at telling lies!

I see your face when I am dreaming,
That's why I always wake up screaming.

My love, you take my breath away,
What have you stepped in to smell this way?

My feelings for you no words can tell
Except for maybe "Go To Hell".

What inspired this amorous rhyme?
Two parts vodka, one part lime.

I kinda like this one:

roses are red
violets are blue
I'm about to knock the sh!t
out of you

This is thanks to Hatman.

"Gee, for a fat girl, ya shore don't sweat much!"

"Is that a mirror on yer pants? Ah think ah kin see mahself in 'em!"

"Would you help me find my lost dog? I think it wandered into this here cheep MO-tel room..."

"Ah may look lahk Barney Rubble, but ah bet ah kin make your bed rock!"

"You've got sech purty eyes! Yer mama musta had sex with a carrot, din't she!"

"I'm bigger and better than the Titanic..... only 200 women went down on the Titanic, you know..."

(said rapidly)Tickle y'ass with a feather? (What?) I said, "Typically nasty weather."

"Did you just sit in a water puddle, or is you just happy to see me?"

"I have a .357 magnum pointed at your kidney. Wanna go get some coffee?"

"Dang it! I just crapped my pants. Kin I get into yours?

"Do you like magic? (Yes or No) "I want to cast a spell on you with my magic meat wand."

"Roses is red, violets is blue, I has warts, and so will you."

"Don't worry about the missing teeth. It just means that there is more room for your tongue."

"Excuse me. I'm from the FBI, the Fine Body Investigators. I'm going to have to ask you to assume the position."

"So, you wanna get laid, eh? Crawl up a chicken's butt and wait awhile."

"If you wuz a chicken, you'd be impeccable."

"Can I borrow 70 cents? (No) "Then how about 69? I'm sure you can offer 69."

"Excuse me, but do you have tickets? (Tickets for what?) (Points to arm and flex) To the gun show!"

"You remind me of Pokemon. I just wanna piccachu."

"Beww BEWWW Beww (What?) That is the sound of the ambulance coming to pick me up, because when I saw you my heart stopped!"

(Holds out dime)"Got two nipples for a dime?"

(In bad Russki accent)"Are you Natasha, my contact?"

"You must be this beautiful (make hand gesture for small height) to ride the me."

"It's not my fault I fell in love. You're the one that tripped me!"

"Um, you have really beautiful.....uh....eyes, yeah. You are pretty. What I mean is... You have a nice forehead. (Messing Up) Do you believe in when I walk by..... (To yourself:) "Oh Man, shit, STUPID STUPID STUPID!"

"I'll give you a nickel if you tickle my pickle."

"You must be an adverb, because you sure do modify me!"

"Ah'd suck a fart out'n yer butt and hold it like a bong hit."

Put a pen and a $100 in your pocket. Approach the target and take out the c-note and the pen. Rip the bill in half and write your number on one half. Give the intended the other half, then say, "Call me tonight so we can figure out how to spend that money," and walk away.

(Rub her forehead) "Did you know that you've got "threesome" written on your forehead?"

"Mah name is Justin. Justincredible."

"Hey, there. I've got a question for you. You know what the speed limit of sex is?" (no) "68. Because at 69 you have to turn around!"

"Was yo daddy a 'meat burgler'? It looks like somebody took a couple of fine hams and shoved dem down the back of yo' dress!"

"I can tell just by the way you're ignoring me that you want me...bad!"

"If my pillow had a hole in it, I would name it after you."

(shake cell; mutter, look at it angrily) "There is something wrong with my cell phone." (grin) "It doesn't have your number in it."

"Let's get drunk and take advantage of each other. Or, I could get drunk and you could just take advantage of me. OR, you can stay here and get drunk and I can go home and take advantage of myself. Either way, it's up to you."

Frankie

Ok, I usually like my job, and I usually like the folks I work with, and I usually like the 3-11 shift I'm on this week.

Tonight was different. There is a shovel runner, I'll call Jay, who tends to be a little moody. Tonight was one of his moods. Nothing I did was right, and he even started making comments on the 2 way radio.

Bad move on his part.

Talking "smak" about someone is one thing, but deriding them on the company radio is something else. When you start making comments on the company radio that everyone hears, it becomes "creating a hostile work environment".

So I pointed this out to my foreman tonight at the end of shift. I also pointed out the fact that I don't have to tolerate it. If the shovel runner has a problem with me, he should be man enough to talk to me face to face. When he puts it out on the air, it becomes another issue.

So the foreman will talk to Jay about this.

Hopefully, something good will come of it. If not, I may have to go higher up. Ugh!

Frankie