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Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Doria

There is a woman over on the Precision Group assembly team that does two things in life exceptionally well. She falls down, and she rolls her cars. The falling down routine is delibrate, flipping her vehicles isn't. Doria has a physical disability of some sort which causes her a great deal of difficulty when walking. I haven't asked her why she refuses to use a wheel chair or a cane because it isn't any of my business. I find myself wondering why she prefers to smack the floor. Doesn't seem like much fun to me. Anyway, she has such a tough time walking in a straight line with no obstructions in her way that the slightest thing fucks her up.

For example, you know when you walk into or out of an elevator there's a gap between the floor and the elevator car. On either side of the gap there's a metal strip a few inches wide. Doria manages to get caught on those metal strips and lose her balance. Then she goes into stunt man mode and falls to the ground professionally. Tuck, cross arms over chest, roll, land on side. It's something she takes pride in and tells everyone about, her skill to fall to the floor without getting hurt. She can't get up by herself once she's taken a spill though. Any employee in the vicinity of where she's collapsed has to stop what they are doing to help her back on her feet. I think her shoes are part of the problem. They're a chocolate brown leather stub-toed shoe style with ridiculously thick ass soles. They look like frankenstein platform boots or something similar and probably are much more likely to get caught in machinery such as department store escalators or industrial elevators like we have here at work.

Rolling your car isn't an easy thing to do, really. You have to work at it under most circumstances and the chances you'll actually have all four tires facing skyward are slim. Doria has it pretty well nailed down however. Recently she's managed to completely roll her car twice on her daily commute to the factory. She didn't injure herself, either. I'm sure her ride is seriously jacked up with the external redecoration it's been through. Probably looks like the heap from The Rockford Files.

Doria seems like a nice enough woman, but she's one of those females that's extra dangerous to work with because she's so easily offended and will run to a supervisor with tears flowing down her cheeks. Everyone has to be aware when she's around. She's constantly listening in on other employees' conversations and the moment she hears anything she doesn't agree with, she becomes emotional and combative. I found this out the hard way. One afternoon I mentioned something about a religion that wasn't Christianity. I don't remember the specifics of the conversation I was in or which religion I talked about, it doesn't matter. What happened was, Doria flipped out and looked like she was on the verge of tears. She's a serious bible thumpin' woman of God that won't hear of anything other than Jesus. I felt like I was dealing with a pesky child when she went bonkers on me. Other people in the area have apparently done worse to her either inadvertantly or on purpose with their conversation subject matter so I don't feel too bad. Meth messes with her on purpose. Makes me speculate how much longer he will last before her complaints to management result in his termination.

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

From what I understand, she had Polio as a child.
Damn she used to irritate the shit outta me. Not personally or anything, but you would see her coming down the hall gaining speed with every step. Like a 3 wheeled wagon out of control on a long steep hill. Swerving back and forth until SPLAT. She would be sent to the minor emergency center and come back the next day with a cast on her broken fingers or a sling on her arm. I am sure the company had to pay thousands of dollars in medical bills because she injured herself on the job. What a joke. Good thing they finally demanded she get a walker.

10:48 AM  
Blogger factory_peasant said...

yeah she really bugged me too dude. bad personality and way too innocent. she got freaked out over the dumbest stuff all the time. made her a total pain in the ass to work with. i got so tired of constantly having to accommodate whiners like her instead of just coming to work and being myself.

i was pretty happy when they forced her to use a walker. her choice was use the walker or lose her job. i think she lost it in some of the first rounds of layoffs anyway and i have to say i was very happy to see her go.

5:28 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yes I think ol' bill and dave suffered from a little too much of the EOE and diversity bullshit. It really hurt them in the long run.

6:24 PM  

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