Do you recall any incident(s) from the workplace which was so notable, you will never forget it?
Mine came a few months after returning to Dana Corp. in Indiana as Facilities Engineer, most responsible job I had had up to that time. The Union was preparing to vote on going out on strike. They had made up a large number of slogan stickers, to be applied to one's shirtfront, stating "VOTE NO!". A pile of them sat in the break room coffee machine area, by the employee entrance door. Upon arriving, I picked one up, stuck it on my shirt, waiting for my coffee cup to fill, heard my name called from behind, at the doorway opening into the office area. I turned to see the "Office Chatterbox", Marcie, whom I knew was a carrier pigeon for the Plant Manager, my boss.
As I turned to face her, she started to speak, her jaw dropping when she saw the "VOTE NO!" glaring back off my shirt! Immediately, she turned around, scurrying back into the office. I immediately tore the thing off, and throwing it back on the pile, sat down quickly to await results.
Minute or two later, the Plant Manager stormed into the coffee area, seeking to severely reprimand me! I knew he could not be sure if Marcie had told him the truth, nor could he in his own mind believe I was that big a rebel. He stared a few seconds, then bellowed he does not want Management Employees hob-nobbin' with "them monkees"!
Small wonder rank and file hated the man, as did most Management folks, also!
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Mine came a few months after returning to Dana Corp. in Indiana as Facilities Engineer, most responsible job I had had up to that time. The Union was preparing to vote on going out on strike. They had made up a large number of slogan stickers, to be applied to one's shirtfront, stating "VOTE NO!". A pile of them sat in the break room coffee machine area, by the employee entrance door. Upon arriving, I picked one up, stuck it on my shirt, waiting for my coffee cup to fill, heard my name called from behind, at the doorway opening into the office area. I turned to see the "Office Chatterbox", Marcie, whom I knew was a carrier pigeon for the Plant Manager, my boss.
As I turned to face her, she started to speak, her jaw dropping when she saw the "VOTE NO!" glaring back off my shirt! Immediately, she turned around, scurrying back into the office. I immediately tore the thing off, and throwing it back on the pile, sat down quickly to await results.
Minute or two later, the Plant Manager stormed into the coffee area, seeking to severely reprimand me! I knew he could not be sure if Marcie had told him the truth, nor could he in his own mind believe I was that big a rebel. He stared a few seconds, then bellowed he does not want Management Employees hob-nobbin' with "them monkees"!
Small wonder rank and file hated the man, as did most Management folks, also!
imp