Wednesday, September 13, 2000

It's freezing in here. This damned air conditioning will frost my lungs while I sit here hour after hour staring into this screen that burns my eyes. At any rate, I have something to say, and by God I'm going to say it here:

At what point does a company realize that you can't ensure quality beyond a certain size? I mean on one hand they yammer on and on about committment, quality and customer service and on the other they insist on growing and growing until they reach an unmanageable size. I'm so sick of hearing about Jack Welch and his fine management of GE. Everyone I know (not statistically relevant, but damn good for making my point!) who works at GE hates it. They feel like they could be gone at any minute, and they could, and that no one is in charge at the place!

On to committment, or fear of it. No particular reason this is on my mind right now, just humor me. I don't feel that men necessarily have a fear of committment. I think it's a fear of non-committment on the woman's part. I believe we look around and realize that at any moment, any woman, no matter how previously sane she was, could change her mind. Once that happens - BAM! It's half of everything we own and a dose of heartache to boot. Besides, the milk is free all over the place. What do I know anyway? I'm not even sure how to spell committment.

I gotta get some sleep to go turn the grindstone for the man tomorrow