Showing posts with label tough times. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tough times. Show all posts
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Update to the Update: Tough Times??
Some might call this third blog about new paper towel & toilet paper dispensers obsessive... but fuck "some". Today, as I was again discussing my frustrations with our ability to get new bathroom appliances but not properly compensate our hard working staff... someone said to me, "You know those automatic paper towel dispensers are just so they can save money on paper towels, so there aren't so many wasted?!" It was a point I hadn't yet thought of but to one I say this... If your automatic paper towel dispensers actually work... and people want to use the over abundance of paper towels they always use to dry their hands... they will just wave their hands more than once. It doesn't take a genius... or a mensanite... I mean it's not like they cut you off. Like a little voice from inside the dispenser says, "I'm sorry ma'am you've reached your paper towel limit" and then stops the dispensing. Someone show me the graph that proves how quickly these high tech bathroom appliances are going to pay for themselves. But you know what will be a problem, the liability you will have on your wet hands when I for real lose it... because I have to keep drying my hands on my f-ing jeans. They are brand new... do you think they could work properly for a day?? And what about the toilet paper dispensers... because there is nothing stopping the over-usage there. No waving to get four squares... or button pushing to dispense the perfect ass-wiping amount. Oh no, you could pull toilet paper to your hearts desire. So how are those benefiting us? How are they saving us money? The answer, my friends, is it is all a bunch of waha... waha... that ends with wasting money... and without my raise. I rest my case... at least for now.
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Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Update: Tough Times??
So I'm in our wonderfully new applianced bathroom today. And I go to wash my hands...
Water on-check
Soaping hands up- check
Rinsing hands off-check
Drying hands off- nothing!!!
Our beautiful (I say beautiful, but really they look like cheap steel boxes) new handless paper towel dispensers, don't work. I mean nothing. I wove my hand slowly across the front... quickly across the front... slowing underneath... quickly underneath... I touched the "magic button" on the bottom... NOTHING. And then I move to the other magic dispenser... and repeated all my tricks... and still NOTHING. Listen... I'm not trying to say anything, but never have my smooth strokes ever been denied like this before!!! So after five minutes of stroking (which is way beyond my limit!!!) I dried my hands on my fucking jeans and left the bathroom. This my friends is my raise's replacement?? WTF??? At least with our old paper towel dispensers, I got a paper towel... and a chance at a raise!!! I'm not trying to raise some hell, but whose f-ing idea was this? Under what circumstances are non-touch paper towel dispensers worth more than your producer's sanity?? I am on the brink of losing it... and the fact that I can't even get a paper towel to wipe my G-D hands is only pushing me closer to the edge. And I'm pretty sure I'm not alone... don't look now... but we may be on the verge of a paper towel mutiny in the women's bathroom...
Water on-check
Soaping hands up- check
Rinsing hands off-check
Drying hands off- nothing!!!
Our beautiful (I say beautiful, but really they look like cheap steel boxes) new handless paper towel dispensers, don't work. I mean nothing. I wove my hand slowly across the front... quickly across the front... slowing underneath... quickly underneath... I touched the "magic button" on the bottom... NOTHING. And then I move to the other magic dispenser... and repeated all my tricks... and still NOTHING. Listen... I'm not trying to say anything, but never have my smooth strokes ever been denied like this before!!! So after five minutes of stroking (which is way beyond my limit!!!) I dried my hands on my fucking jeans and left the bathroom. This my friends is my raise's replacement?? WTF??? At least with our old paper towel dispensers, I got a paper towel... and a chance at a raise!!! I'm not trying to raise some hell, but whose f-ing idea was this? Under what circumstances are non-touch paper towel dispensers worth more than your producer's sanity?? I am on the brink of losing it... and the fact that I can't even get a paper towel to wipe my G-D hands is only pushing me closer to the edge. And I'm pretty sure I'm not alone... don't look now... but we may be on the verge of a paper towel mutiny in the women's bathroom...
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paper towel,
tough times,
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Thursday, November 27, 2008
Tough Times? Not wiping my ass!!!
So the other day I get this e-mail at work, and it's from one of our maintenence guys about how they were installing new toilet paper dispensers in the bathrooms. And soon we would be getting new paper towel dispensers, you know the kind you just wave your hand under and the paper towel automatically comes out. I blow it off, until today... I'm shi shi-ing (that's peeing in Hawaiian!!) and I go to get some toilet paper and realize I'm pulling it from a brand new dispenser. And then it hits me. Just a couple weeks ago we had this nice little meeting to talk about how the economy sucks... and so we should not expect raises. And they were going to ask the people who had raises built into their contracts (not me) to forgo them this year. There was also some talk (behind the scenes) that perhaps another round of layoffs would be coming next year. So basically, I realized. We somehow have money to make sure the toilet paper I wipe my ass with and the paper towels I dry my hands on come from the finest of machines, but we don't have the money to give our people (who P.S. are already under paid... and struggling) a raise. I think this is nothing less than a bunch of waha nui (that's Hawaiian for bullshit). We don't need an ice cream social once a month... or even a bar-b-que. We need money to pay our bills and buy our friends and family presents this holiday season. These "tough times" don't just effect our station. They are affecting our lives. And we should know... we do stories about it every day. So all I'm saying is... I was perfectly fine getting my toilet paper from the slightly g-hetto t-p dispensers, but really, big thanks for making that job easier. Now if I could just figure out how to pay my mortgage.....
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