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2 hours ago, Gemmill said:

He's a good lad. Not so much being thrifty, just not wasting money on stupid shit  that I don't need. I'm probably not as strict as I was but I've cut out a lot of daft shit, aye.

 

I unfollowed him yesterday after he tweeted his $309k all cash payment for a house had been delayed. Modest he isn't. 

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31 minutes ago, Kid Dynamite said:

 

I unfollowed him yesterday after he tweeted his $309k all cash payment for a house had been delayed. Modest he isn't. 

I mean, talking about money publicly is a bit vulgar anyway but I'm not sure how that's a brag.  I guess it depends where he lives?

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Okay. So, this is about a person with greater physical power, emotional power, intellectual power, using that, not for the greater good, but for their own means, their own ends or, their own gratification. I have come across some horrendous cases. The majority have been about undermining people, pressurising people; belittling. It’s almost like the overall reason has been to get the victim, and from a personal point of view, looking at these cases, perhaps not dispassionately, this is what’s led me to a belief that the victim is collateral damage, that it isn’t targeted. It’s almost like a cider press; the pressure comes from the top down to the next row, spreading out like a pyramid, the pressure gets distributed onto more and more people, so the bottom row of apples suffers the most pressure and are the most expendable. The top row tends to do that to maintain their own place.  

I would equate that to carrying around a rucksack full of bricks. I’m also slightly deaf in my left ear; that’s why, ever since we’ve met, I’ve been moving this way, so I can hear you and in my mid-fifties, I realised that I ain’t ever going to suddenly come out of a chrysalis, as a positive butterfly. What I found on several instances is that the lack of sympathy has been quite appalling; a case of blaming the victim who used to struggle in the winter. I used to struggle really, really badly. That affects people and there was an utter lack of understanding. In retrospect, I was hilarious, but at the time I wasn’t young. I was just turning 30, I was late twenties to 30 (laughs). The sense of dealing with failure from my point of view precipitated a very long period of complaints and all that. 

Often at arm’s length, I ended up with no understanding, to the extent that about two o’clock in the morning I found myself down by the pier. You know, I’m okay, I’m here now. I was treated as if I was an ordinary, fully functioning person. And if an ordinary, fully functioning person responds in ways like that, it is unacceptable. This was, I’m convinced, tactical and I was downgraded to a lower level, where it’s mundane, it’s repetitive (laughs), you know?  Luckily now he’s probably doing something very similar (laughs). Not mentioning his obsession with craft ale bars and stuff like that, you know, and trips. But anyway, that’s by the by (laughs). 

I did two years without any problem at all. And then my mother died in September, on Saturday the second, and I was entitled to bereavement leave. And this person who’s been the biggest trouble to me, on Monday the eleventh, which was the day of my mother’s funeral, in the car going to the crematorium, sends me a text. I get a text when I’m on the way to my mother’s funeral, just because he knew the date of it. I mean it was in the paper, so they should make reasonable adjustments. I asked if I could have a room closer to a toilet. Nothing’s been done. I’m two floors away from a male toilet. Nothing’s been done like that and one of the really, really embarrassing things is that I vomit quite a lot (sighs). 

It gets to the point now where the impact on me is so great that I just can’t be bothered anymore. I can’t be bothered to fight. I almost feel that I am going to be leaving on my own terms, because it’s just nonsensical, impossible. I mean the implied threat is there from arm’s length; a threat that was passed on with the implication that, if I’ve done anything wrong, then they could finish me. It’s probably not a credible threat, but it’s a threat that I want to move on from, as I’ve never been particularly robust.  If the central heating breaks down they don’t fix it, all this carry on, you know? Trying to get rid of people, which creates lots of stress, top down and they’re like a turkey voting for an early Christmas six months ago, without a thought to the consequences. I suppose it’s the old biblical thing of twice as many bricks with no straw and in a lot of ways it’s corrupt because I know there’s, there’s huge amounts of fraud. It’s endemic. 

Next Thursday nobody will come in except me, because all the youngsters are working in supermarkets stacking shelves and it’s just pointless, but if you don’t do it, they hassle you, just like Kafka. Things happen, serious things happen for reasons that you don’t know about. They have a severe sometimes life-changing impact on you and you don’t know why it’s happened. You’re absolutely powerless to resist. If a short time down the line these decisions are abandoned because they realise that they were ludicrous, there is never an apology. 

Whenever I think about the very senior ones what I see are a collection of incredibly ruthless, ruthlessly ambitious, humourless, unsupportive automatons. It’s almost as if they’re feared. Feared. Feared and hated. Nobody has a good word to say about them and their utter lack of insight, utter lack of compassion or any kind of emotional intelligence. They’re hated and feared to the extent that some people are scared, going back years. In the recent instance they involved the semantics and all that stuff I don’t really get. It was obviously more prestigious, so very interestingly, they’re allowed a kind of free rein to mould in the way they see fit. I put a spoke in the wheel in many instances, you know? But it’s what I was trained to do. You know, it’s something I believe passionately and unquestionably in, as if you’re not, you’re breaking the protocol, you know? 

But the amount of worried people is frightening. These are people who are isolated, who don’t know their allies because they don’t build up relationships. They have to make choices, you know, and it stinks. It stinks. I was having a conversation, and we were talking about how intensive it is. You know that phrase ‘heat or eat?’ We changed it because we’re not even able to eat because of the pressures that are on us. There are people who are not given breaks. All this sort of stuff they’re being asked to do; all of these sorts of things. You know?

Obviously, what they require is more than flexibility; it’s being supine. That’s what they want. And it’s appalling. It’s absolutely dreadful this policy that has resulted in all these deaths. Thousands more people changed their lives and three years ago, the decision was made regarding which section of society it will affect. All those autodidacts who understood, you know, about the way of the world, but they don’t want that. What they want is degradation.  The complete destruction and removal of thinking, the removal of doubt, and the removal of the right to criticise. These are very dangerous things that last happened in 1930s Germany. Or under Stalin’s rule, you know? 

And it’s awful, but it’s a condition of being there. So, I did my best, really tried to deliver. Thought about it deeply, went back. One Friday afternoon, 4.56 p.m., we get an email in the middle of October; a sudden, sudden communication that leads to pressure (snaps his fingers). They made a decision to go beyond the minimum necessary, basically because their instinct is almost ingrained within them.  It’s what I’ve said before. It’s a removal, it’s a destruction. It’s a complete simplification to a ludicrous degree. It’s the way, to remove any possible shade; all is black and white. There is no subtlety. 

It means fraud without any name on, but we’re not doing what we should be doing which is everything they tell us. And if we don’t do it we’re putting ourselves at risk. We’re putting the future at risk. We don’t have money to fix our central heating. That’s why they need the money, but at a micro level it can be a behind the hands whispering campaign. It’s never out in the open, as you don’t want to be seen influencing other people.

I’ve heard people have been told stuff. I’ve looked after them as well. I loved what it achieved.  I’m now at the point where I’m not even bothered, I had to do it. It’s very clear that there is absolutely no way you can do this anonymously. And I’m interested in language and words that people use. References to, all things like that. It wasn’t really implied. Upfront. Obtrusive. And the dot, dot, dot. The dot, dot, dot of doing something that you don’t want to do at a place you don’t want to be, where questions might be asked, but it shouldn’t be a debate. It should not be a debate. In days gone by, we would not debate this.

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Sorry man, that sounds rough.  Some right unsympathetic cunts out there.

 

As someone who's dealt with a bit of mental illness, we can get to places where we see things through an extreme prism too and slights are magnified a hundredfold.  There'll always be cuntish behaviour but people are mostly wrapped up in their own problems rather than malicious and the real cunts are probably dealing with serious anger issues themselves.

 

I hope you get the help you need and it gets better for you again.

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Sorry to hear about your Mam.

 

Sounds unlikely your boss was looking for your mams funeral in the papers so he could text you on the same day though. That sounds more like an anxious mind in overdrive, which is understandable given the context 

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2 hours ago, Ayatollah Hermione said:

Anyone else just take a guess at their A-Level results on their CV? I remember getting an A in History but I can't remember if it was a B in English or not.

 

Does anyone here remember what I got?

I took a guess at my degree result tbh :lol: 

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