Friday, June 27, 2014

My Un-Birthday Dinner

As a part of my UN-birthday celebrations (my birthday is on a Wednesday this week and I have to work) Jon and I went to a local Mexican resturant.

I was highly entertained by the conversations of other diners, as usual. I find other people's conversations a huge clue to who they are and what they think...and also what sort of person they might be.

I listened to two men talk about leaving their dirty underwear on the floor and about re-wearing it later because they didn't think they felt like actually putting in the effort to wash it. This conversation, of course, made me laugh because my husband does the same thing--even though he SWORE he would do laundry once we obtained a working dryer (thus far he has not done a single wash).

The other conversation was between two women, one of which worked at a college as the head of a department, apparently.  She was complaining about the quality of work her paid students were giving for her investment of $8.50 an hour. Sorry, lady, but you get what you pay for.  She was an older lady, so possibly $8.50 an hour translates to RICHES to her, but, to the rest of humanity it translates to pennies.  A gallon of gas currently in Redford, MI is $3.95.  If her students drive older cars (and you know they do)  this probably translates into anywhere from 10-16 miles per gallon plus food, rent, classes, ect.  Really, lady?  These students of yours could hire in at Wal Mart for $9.00 and be expected to perform less qualified tasks.  I know fast food places that a person can earn $8.50 after 6 months.  How is this an enticement to work FOR YOUR DEPARTMENT?  It's not. Expect shitty work for shitty pay. Plus, I doubt that she is so prestigious that working in her department would actually earn her students more money later on in their careers, if they so choose to continue onward.

This is Michigan.  She lives in or near Redford.  She is clearly not working for U of M.

I bet she is employed at Schoolcraft, which is pretty much the local technical college, and while, not bad, is not going to earn accolades from anyone.  I really wanted to tell her to get over her $8.50 when her students are incurring thousands of dollars of debt a YEAR under her employment...and that at $11 an hour I am underpaid for my qualifications and the amount of work I actually do...and that yes, I am STILL BROKE.

Pretentious bitch.


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