I'm still working in the factory. As I've said before, I'm trying to do a positive reframe, and, at the moment, this is working.
Having a job is a good thing when I also have a mortgage. I'd love to spend all of my time growing things, but this isn't what is happening for me at the moment.
My sh*t stirring with the awards etc can only lead to my being harder to sack.
Had a moment with the owner the other day. Apparently, one of the people from a school didn't like the colour I'd printed the logo on their shirts (high fashion. They clearly need to be treated with the greatest respect and absolute accuracy.). They wanted the colour 'bottle'. I used the jar of ink marked 'bottle'. Thought this should do the trick. Apparently not. The owner came in to tell me that my work wasn't up to scratch. I showed him the jar of ink I'd used - labelled 'Bottle' (btw that probably isn't an actual colour.)
Funny really that everyone is an expert when it comes to colour. I use the tubs of ink that are labelled a particular colour, but am often told that this is not what is required. Sadly, I spent four years getting a degree in art, and then another ten teaching art and design. This is not sufficient for working as a robot in a clothing factory.
Unfortunately, I didn't develop my psychic skills to understand what random people might understand by the names for random colours. So now I'm writing a guide for the person who takes over my job, so that they might avoid these problems.
Bottom line is that I am trying to do a good job, but the environment doesn't allow this to happen.
In the mean time, here's a lovely cat picture. (I've decided that I cannot post without an image.)
I'm very grateful for the company of my cats.
3 comments:
Do you think 'bottle' could have been a description of the container itself, written by someone who pitied the next worker?
Ten green bottles, hanging on the wall......
Hmmm.
Like the art, Cat. I'm sorry to hear about the working conditions, though. Yeccch.
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