I got a job as an Integrated Logistics Support (ILS) specialist.
Parts lists, drawings, training programs. Stock numbers.
I wasn’t very good at it. In fact, I put off doing what I was being paid
to do and wrote on my book.
A job came up in
I left my employer in the lurch. It was towards the end of my active drinking.
I don’t know what I thought I was up to. I knew it would come back
to haunt me and it did. Six months later I was let go from the permanent
state job I had taken two weeks before I completed my probation.
They could let me go for any reason or none. Now, any employer
who wants to can do that, and they all want to, sooner or later.
Nobody has any job security but the destaffer and he might get
fragged by a disgruntled destaffee. He’s insecure, too.
You live by the sword, you die by it. Sooner of later.
You are replaced by a 12 year old girl
with a computer and a checklist.
She graduated first in her class
at Stanford or
Her daddy bought it for her.