Worked to DeAtH at that bakery some days, but I love my job and love the new gay supervisor (Dale) turned manager, he is so weak and skinny, and has no hair, but he still has to wear a hair net, and he makes me laugh! His head gets all red when he is frustrated and I help him out cause he is new to the bakery, poor Dale, I warned him it would be rough!! Dale was a supervisor, but the company turned all the supervisors into "managers" cause "managers" can't join the union!! (Too many supervisors were asking to join the union!!!) We are all WORKED to death!! Then there is this young lad today in the bakery, who wan't to quit, cause he can't stand all the work!!! (Welcome to the real world) ha ha ha ha!!!
The strike is going to take place October 5 at Midnight, unless HeLL freezes over.... ha ha ha he he he. Poor Dale, he will be worked to death then for sure!!!
My sweet hubby is all better now, and working hard as ever! I am just so darn happy for him, I could not imagine my life without him! I am truly blessed and so darn thankful that he made out so well. This time last year, I was driving him to Calgary for the big 15 hours operation, not knowing if I would ever see him alive again. Poor hubby was not supposed to eat or drink, but on the way up to Calgary he drank straight hard whiskey right out of the bottle, and smoked up a storm, cause he was so stressed.... Happy to report that was the last day for the tobbaco and he does not drink hardly anymore, cause he is so happy, running off with his fishing rod.... life is good!