To Hell In A Handbasket

We've gone from having a good lieutenant to having a bad lieutenant. Potatohead and his number one in command, The Factor, have managed to completely fuck up our instrument line in less than three weeks. It truly is amazing to behold. Garden Tool gave us positive leadership that rewarded the key players. He not only made good business decisions, he also was a good judge of character. That's becoming more of a rarity these days around Bill and Dave's company. Few if any of their production supervisors have the skill, experience, or personality to run a line well and do right by their employees.

With Garden Tool the area made a solid comeback. Many of us were recognized for the work we had done, and the bad guys like Meth were put on notice. I think Meth was actually close to being fired. That's all been erased by Potatohead since he arrived here. Meth appears to be Potatohead's latest and greatest boot-licker. I mean, Meth's nose is already so far up Potatohead's ass I could call him a butt snorkel. It's shameful to say the least.

Seems to me our best people are being persecuted by Potatohead. He's alienated just about every one of the star employees in our group and instead placed his faith and trust in the worst of our fuckups. It's like he's somehow determined to sail our ship into as many torpedoes as he can, as fast as he can. For a grand finale I expect him to run us aground as we sink.