Hold Our Beers

  


 Right after high school I got a federal job working at a guaranteed student loan program facility. Federal jobs aren't easy to get, at least not back then, and in this case it was a who-you-know situation which got me in. The money was awful, but the hours were great, as well as a thousand paid holidays. Ok, a little exaggeration regarding  holidays, although, federal workers get lots and lots of days off. I also got sick leave, paid vacation, insurance... so it was good. 

 I was a records clerk. I received the hundreds of daily applications seeking government funding for college. (A program discontinued in 2010) I counted, stamped, typed, filed, delivered in office mail, sent telegrams, faxed, looked for wayward accounts and filed, filed, filed. I was good at my job. 

 I can only imagine if Elon Musk had sent me an email/letter demanding I tell him why I'm important in five examples, then threatening me if I didn't respond, how I'd react. 

 Hmm... Fortunately, I was young. I didn't need to justify myself or my job abilities to some unofficial jackass who is the orange man's hand holding lackey. 

 I feel horrible for the federal employees who are dealing with this nut job. Our government is supposed to be there to make life better for us, NOT to threaten people; to instill fear or anger.

 Today, a YouTuber mentioned the email link to Musk is out there. Many brave people, not only federal workers, are sending in their answers. Bravo to you. That is what we need to end the circus. We have already been great for a reason. Besides our judges and level headed politicians in office, we have some brilliant citizens who are going to create the downfall of Trump and crew. 

Start making the popcorn.. and, hold our beers.


*Art created using AI generated freepik.com, then edited using Lunapic 

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