I live in a state where the word commitment doesn't mean much. Growing up I learned that your word is your bond. When you say you will do some thing, it means you are committing yourself to your word. In the state of Utah that means nothing. I guess I am referring to those I work with and those who live here. The company I work for doesn't know the meaning of the word. They are a bunch of accountants that look at numbers instead of the people that make those numbers work. The people they hire don't understand the word, much less it's meaning. Hell they don't even speak English much less understand it.
Toady's youth in the work place don't care whether they do a good job, if the product they produce is of good quality or their work ethics. All they want is to get a paycheck, have fun and then go home. Lets face it, the company I work for has no incentive to work efficiently, produce a quality product or enforce the rules they themselves have set up. There is no support from the "higher ups" for those who do try to make things better, and as a result the rules are left to deteriorate.
I guess it is time for me not to care much anymore, I used to get such great satisfaction from my job until I moved to Utah, the tenth happiest state in the union.
So I will end this diatribe, consider my position and learn not to care about what I do or what I say, because the word is no longer the bond.
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