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Boeing, You Temptress You...

Hubby was one of the massive layoffs from Boeing after the tragedies of 9/11. Now they may want him back.

Fickle, fickle Boeing. You treated us so well for so long. We loved you. We relied on you. Then you dumped us. It hurt, I won't lie and say it didn't hurt. It hurt a lot.
Oh sure, we saw the signs, we knew it was coming. That 60 day warning slip you gave us was our first clue. We tried to shrug it off, but we lived in fear until The Day.

The break was clean. We've stumbled along for a few years, found different jobs but nothing to compare to you. We compared every job to you. No one had the high wages, the great health benefits, the incredible overtime. You ruined us for other jobs.

Now you're giving us that 'come hither' look. It's tempting. Oh so very tempting. We loved you for so long and we were trying to move on. You haven't actually officially asked us back yet. Not yet. We hope you will, but then of course we will live in fear again. Never knowing when the hammer is going to fall on us.

Temptation, thy name is Boeing.

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  1. I decided, after hearing from you to check out your blog and I have to tell you I really like your sense of humor. My favorite so far is the application for men wanting to see your daughter. Funny!

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  2. Thanks! I just hope my daughter's wannabe-male friends have a sense of humor as well!

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  3. And a sense of decorum.
    You know, at that age, I didn't have any respect for others or myself even though I thought I did, and I was/am a girl, honey! I mistook rebelliousness for self-respect. I'm 34 now and finally am starting to get it. Oh, and you're linked on my blog now. Tell Boeing to suck it, and then, only then, go back. Or we can get a bunch of angry women to go over there and slap people around. Oh, wait, did I start this out by talking about decorum. Whoops.

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  4. I think slapping Boeing around would be full of decorum. The kind of decorum it deserves!

    Thanks for linking me on your blog!

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