Thursday, September 13, 2007

Immagration and such

I am working in this warehouse for now until Fed Ex is going to be full time or until I find a better day time job. And for the most part it is a ok job, easy work. I hate getting up at 5 am but there are worse things I guess. Here is my issue with things right now. I have no problem with immagrants. Most of them are a blast at the factory. We have a good time trying to understand what it is we are saying to each other. There is a few however that are just rude and are starting to get under my skin. One of them, moved his family here to get a better life for them, but he tells me that he hates America and all Americans. And let me tell you he really does hate me...not sure why...oh yeah i am American. One day I was gone. The next day a machine breaks down. He tells our boss that it was my fault because I was working on it the day before. But he refers to me as "that boy." Wont ever say my name even though he knows english. So I inform him that I was not even there so it was not my fault. And that my name is Scot and if he wants to address me or even talk about me he will say my name other wise he can just not talk to or about me. Then I find out by our supervisor, that he is not even a legal immagrant. So here is a guy living in the country I love, and he hates it, makes fun of it, and all of us Americans, he is here to better his life but hates it. Hmmm...makes sense to me. Anyway...thats all for now.

~Learning as I go~

1 comment:

anna said...

Yeah that happens sometimes. Keep your head up. I can't stand my job either (you know where) or actually it's the pshycos that arent living there or taking psychotropic meds that drive me nuts. It will get better. There's always one at every job.
God Bless!!