Just a word now and then about working in a prison and for the Department Of Corrections. Plus a good bit of ranting here and there.
Saturday, April 21, 2012
Going Nowhere Fast
Hmm. Not sure if I care for this new format for Blogger or not. It's going to take some getting used to.
But we seem to be stuck with it, so I guess I'll just have to hang.
So anyway. I've been carrying around this fate envelope full of paperwork for several weeks now. A couple of good entries for the guys who had my back when we got in that use of force a couple of weeks ago. And a few entries for my new people that I supervise. Just saying "Hey, I guess I'm your supervisor. Sorry about your luck." That sort of thing.
Every couple of days I run into somebody and I have them sign something and go stick it in their personnel file and make my envelope a bit smaller.
And every couple of days I get an email from the Personnel office saying "Hey, you need to do this and that for this new person as soon as possible." So I print out a few more things and go in search of that person. And until I find them my pile gets bigger.
Tonight I was down to the last few things and I was determined to get rid of as much of it as I could. Ran over to Central and asked Lt Wyatt where my people were. Everybody I had on my list was off that night except for one guy who quit.
"He quit? Really? When?"
"Last week. Left to join the Marines."
"No snit. Why didn't anyone tell me?"
"We're telling you now. You didn't ask before."
"Okey dokey, then." (rip shred tear toss)
Hey, at least I got rid of one piece of paper. That's always nice.
Tomorrow night I'll head out again, envelope in hand, looking for my people again. Like the freaking Headless Horseman or the Lost Dutchman. Doomed to walk the yard for eternity, trying to give file entries on people who will never come to work again... Always walking, papers in hand... The ghostly voice crying out "Where are my people?......"
Damn, that's depressing. **sigh**
So. Saturday is going to be Kindergarten Day, Record Store Day (Do they still have those?), Husband Appreciation Day, Bulldogs Are Beautiful Day and National Chocolate Covered Cashews Day.
Go buy your husband a record. But no chocolate for the dog, please!