on the line

7 Jun

can’t remember, the young pup was giving the mother to five, he’d been hounding her all nightshift. The order had to be filled by monday. we were only getting knock-offs from IBM or some big computer supply. It was maybe the worced job I ever had. and boy can I pick them. They were maybe hysterical from being up all night. I’m no line boss but this was wrong. I did not even think of calling the police, or who ever ye are supposed to call. I just remember they ere all in tatters. They had made the deadline

They clamered around asking me to pick sides into something, I don’t know why. I kind of remember a guy younger than I and hired after me ( I got the job through a self-help) Well there is this anti-psycology thingy, it supposedly started in Aussi in 1956 but that has nothing to do with it. I quite when this guy came into work one day and said he was getting married because now he was on fulltime staff.

The labour laws in Galway 1990 were discusting. I think ye got one weeks compensation for every 100 yrs ye had worked for the company and most company fold on tax day every year. I think our company had changed names 14 times and the owner was only 12 yrs old. Neahh Iam joking. His younger brother was studying metalology, something fine sounding. Quixoxidy, really He wanted to have self filling paint buckets

Some reason I was always pouring out excess paint , out between the boulders back of mini industry zoned area. of course tourist ireland is beautiful green. silicone valley awaits. Sand blasting enamel off of some pig farmers feed trough, I’m sure the air feed in was wired to the exhaust out. It was a test, because I walked off the job before, and I had to be seen to be tortured to get back on line.

Once I got the new tax and social insurance number I was off. Now I was Irish and already had a number but they were changing the ssystem. My landlord threathend to break my legs if i demanded a rent receipt again. I got as far as the tax office door. I don’t know why I did not shop the lot of them

The old man infront of me at the citizens advice bureau was bribing the girl to shave his taxes. It was a semi state institution and he was going to give it half of his reduction. Western healthboard still has my case down the back lane in the bottom drawer.

Having banged the counter and the ould guy stormed out of the office. Really , ye never seen anything like it. I was supposed to slam the door. but the old boy was in tears about that rent allowance. How he over the years had helped his own age group. Now I’m from Dublin, maybe it was my accent, but do I look like some secret service ombudsman.

I’d a sixth sence of burocrats in those days. Cycle to head office, my case files under arm. Storming into immitation open office plan waiting room. They must have phoned him that friday afternoon. He made a big thing, and where did i get that paperwork and why was it an emergency. everything is an emergency in ireland, wwii was The emergency

The ice on the cake, the cherry on top. My two homies, my fellow workmates and roomies both crashed on their new ,not paid for yet motor bikes the same evening 50 miles apart. The english guy was covered by national insurance but I told the Lichenstienien to say he was in europe or EU but they found-out he was not



One Response to “on the line”

  1. ArtStarzz 7. June 2017 at 19:58 #

    hi Norm

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