When the Plant Door Closes: Part Ii
sure,
you heard rumors a few months ago that there might be a move to
costa rica or mexico,
with the foreknowledge that the company that resided in your very building
in which you then currently worked,
collapsed in on itself just a few years ago---
it promised the same kind of progress as your company did
it spoke monthly of the surging profits &
then it downsized, getting rid of everything but the first shift,
and then subsequently
jumped the border within a few months.
when “the holiday season” is just around the bend,
for some reason, you don’t think it will happen
to you---
all the rumors of plants cutting jobs and closing in your area
make you shiver for a couple of seconds,
but then you assume that your company is the strongest
(because that’s what they tell you in your monthly meetings)---
it doesn’t make sense that a company doing so well,
pushing for so much overtime,
grinding its workers to the bone,
would ever in a million years,
close,
but that is exactly what happens.
so during the coldest months of the winter,
now you are unemployed &
you take a place in line with the other
14+ million jobless individuals
who walk the streets looking
for work
(braving the blistering cold)
or
sit at home
(bundled up inside because you have to keep the thermostat down
so as to keep the heating bill as low as possible),
waiting for that utopic call which
will make things make sense again.
Copyright © Andrew Delapruch | Year Posted 2011
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