Friday, July 27, 2012


Well, the weekend is here, at least almost. For me it's the last day of the weekend, I go back to work tomorrow. Saturday. It sucks, but where I currently work the weekends are actually the nicest days to work.  No hassle. No hubbub. No supervisors leaning over your shoulder. 

Where do I work. 

A water trucking company. 

I quit the grocery store after 3 1/2 years back at the end of last November. I can't say I don't miss it. I do. Though obviously not all of it. I was getting to where I genuinely enjoyed myself at work. But... there wasn't much in pay in advancement. 

The grocery store is locally owned. The owner is still pretty active. There's a general grocery manager and then the owners youngest son who is learning the trade to take over duties for when his father (and uncle who runs the hardware store adjacent) inevitably retire. Each department then has their manager. For the last 2 years I was there I was an assistant manager. Filling in the day to day between managers, covering their shifts as needed. Mostly though I bagged, stocked and checked like everybody else. Then the end of October something happened. 

I hurt myself. 

Nothing terrible, at least I don't think so. While crossing the street in Salt Lake City on the weekend of Halloween I step wrong and sprang my ankle pretty bad. I had to stay off of it for a week. So while sitting bored at home, lamenting the loss of income, (which I'd experience a lot of a few months earlier after having surgery for a hernia), I perused the job boards and saw that the water trucking company was hiring. I printed off an application, filled it out and turned it in when I went in for my doctor's visit at the end of that week. 

Well, long story short I got the job. The biggest reason was the loss of income. I hurt my ankle, but the job at the trucking company requires me to be at a computer all day. I could have gone to work had I been working there. Not so at the grocery store. My last day was the Saturday after Thanksgiving. My first day at the trucking company was December 1st. I've been there almost 8 months. 

The job itself isn't bad. My responsibilities consist of looking at orders that have been completed by drivers. Tracking them to verify there's nothing fishy going on with them, double check that who we're charging and what we're charging is correct and approve it. It's a pretty short process, taking anywhere from 2 minutes to 10 minutes depending on the order. 

Now, for some people, they may not know what a water trucking company does. Well they haul water, specifically water for drilling rigs, work over rigs, and waste water away from oil well locations. It's part of the oil industry. They do water dirt roads (to keep the dust down), and there are a couple of trucks in each area that a specifically used for hauling potable water. There are occasional jobs for domestic services as well. But mostly they haul water to and from oil wells. They also haul drilling mud to drilling rigs as well as brine. Both are used to suppress gasses and fluids in the hole while it’s being drilled.

The job doesn’t suck. I actually enjoy it for the most part. Though… like the grocery store, I have nightmares (real and imagined) of becoming stuck there indefinitely. Beholden to the job because of the compensation it gives me, not because I love doing it. I have decent benefits, medical, dental and eye-care. The money is good as well, I’m making nearly 350 to 400 bucks more a pay period than the grocery store, and this is one of the lower paid positions at the company.

There is a political climate however. While getting along with my supervisors fine, their immediate supervisor(s) seem to have it out for my department. There’s tension there: We get blamed at times for things that we have no control over, we also get blamed for things that are our responsibility. But the environment is stressful.

I don’t care about that. I’m confident in my ability to find another job. After I’ve been at the company for a year or more I could probably even find another related job in trucking. That being said, I will have to quit eventually. I need an environment where I don’t have to continually self-censor on politics, religion or societal issues. Given the nature of the company, and the location, that’s simply not going to happen here.

There are current events, which I will save for another post in the near future, that worry me that I’ll have to spend more time working here than I first anticipated. I have a lot of thinking to do over the next couple of days, and weeks. But till then… Yeah, I should probably hit the hay. Work comes early at 8:30, it’s better than the 3:00 I have to go in on other weeks. 

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Thursday, July 26, 2012

Days of 47.

Pioneer Day.

It's considered a Utah holiday, but for me it's honestly just an extra day in the summer that I can light off fireworks. Of course not this summer, but normally, when things aren't so dry. The day itself is to commemorate the founding of Utah by the Utah Pioneers. Those persevering Mormons driven from their homes because hate and bigotry. Not just directed at the Mormons, but coming from the Mormons as well, but perhaps that's another post. The point of this post is that the Days of 47 celebrates Utah as a state, and it makes no sense, and really, is just a religious holiday.

I'm ok with religious holidays. I'm not religious. In fact I'm an anti-theist agnostic, but do in fact still celebrate Christmas.

But really, what is heralded as a state holiday (and it is treated as a state holiday) is little more than a religious holiday. If the state honestly wanted to celebrate it's statehood it would celebrate in January (the 4th specifically) as that's when it became a state (in 1896). Hell if the people coming up for the celebration of statehood wanted to dial it back a bit they could have the holiday be on September 9th, the day the Utah became an actual U.S. territory (in 1850). But instead we celebrate July 24th, the day the Mormons discovered the Salt Lake Valley in 1847, saw how dismal the place was and rightly reasoned that nobody would bother them. Oh yeah, and they called it Deseret.

I don't have a problem with the holiday. I do have a problem that with the idea that I'm supposed to celebrate it and get in on the hype of it because it's a state holiday. It is, but not really. It's biggest promoter is the LDS church, or church members. Sure a lot of communities do things for it, but when you consider 60% of the population is LDS (and most of the 40% that's not is in the Salt Lake Valley area) of course they're going to do something. Most of the people on my Facebook feed that had something to say about it are LDS  (come to think of it, all of them were) including several friends and family members who are members of the LDS church.

So yeah, it's a religious holiday. I don't belong to that religion. Yeah, I pseudo celebrate it with bbq's and fireworks now and then, but I could care very little about the miraculous overtones of the day itself. I don't think about St. Patrick "chasing the snakes out of Ireland" when I'm deep into my cups on St. Patties Day, why would I care about any of the myths surrounding the Mormons settling the Salt Lake Valley?

Ok, so part of the last paragraph isn't true. I love Irish Mythology. LOVE IT! It is by far my favorite cycle of myths followed closely by the Norse. That being said, I don't know anybody who actually believes in the myths anymore. Not that there isn't, just, I have never met them. There's actually a lot of cool Mormon myths. Some epic stuff going on in that little book of theirs. The problem is (and the same thing holds true for the Bible as well) there are too many people who believe in it for me to really delve in the mythology of it all. When the find out you know about it, they become excited. Start asking questions about where you served your mission, or what ward you belong too. When you tell them you don't believe in it at all, just think the stories are cool... woooo... they don't like that. Usually that results in them trying to convert you. No thanks, seen what you had to offer, not my thing, not interested.

I'd be interested in the truth. Or at least as close approximation of the truth as I can get to. I'm not a Mormon historian, but if I had the cash I'd almost be willing to drop it on the current small press printings of A Journal of Discourses just to be able to have the history accessible to my finger tips. Some of the stuff in those books 26 books have actually caused people to question their faith. The LDS prophets and their apostles didn't mix words back in the day, and honestly a lot of stuff in the early Mormon Church (and the middle years as well) would just not sit well with today's population (or a lot of today's members).

There are a lot of people who celebrate Pioneer Day here in Utah (read 80 to 90% of the state) and there are, honestly, quite a few non LDS folk that contribute to the day. But when the state shuts down (though nothing that is at a federal level of course) what more can you do than get in on the celebration? I suppose I'm just becoming a grouch, but really Pioneer is not a celebration of Utah's statehood, it's a celebration of Mormons. Hey, that's ok. With all the flak the LDS church has been getting lately, perhaps I should just let this one go.

I won't. But I probably should.

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