August 13th…“WERE YOU EVER HIRED TO DO A JOB YOU KNEW NOTHING ABOUT?”
POEM – “Hired To Be Fired” by N. Elliott Noorlun
I was hired to be fired, By electricity,
As I stood in line, At the office that day, And the foreman pointed at me.
“YOU, you’re an electrician!”, Was what the Boss Man said,
And here, my very first day on the job, Was this something I would dread?
Nobody else had raised their hand, I suppose he had no choice,
Than to point to any person’s body, And exercise his voice.
“Shasta Travel Trailers”, Was where I went to work,
Back in the Summer of ’72, For this young teenage jerk.
Two dollars and twenty two cents an hour, Was a fair amount of money,
Back in the days, It was one of the ways, Of income for this sonny.
“Follow me!”, said my new boss, “We’ll show you how to do it!”,
From running wires, To avoiding fires, And bending the conduit!”
My buddy, Ray, Also hired that day, We both got educated,
In how to make, A trailer LIGHT UP, And keep our boss elated.
There was crusty old Pete, The assembly line boss, Whose choice of words were crass.
Today his comments would’ve gotten him fired, As he’d embarrass boy and lass.
When things went right, the trailer would LIGHT, “No news is good news”, right?
But sometimes inspector, Would call us to see, What made her wanna fight.
A staple popped through, A cabinet wall, Or wiring was wrong,
They’d have to tear, This trailer apart, Which would cost a pretty song.
But as weeks went by, This inept guy, Got better at wiring a “Shasta”.
Till new job came, With more money n fame, And promised a better “here afta”! 😉