Really? Apple a tax dodger? Wow, what a shock! Well no, not really. The tactics mentioned in this New York Times article are some of the story. Apple's hoarding of permatemps is the other part, and you know that thanks to me. The others are too cowardly to tell the story. Again, that may be why Apple dropped me like a hot potato after using and abusing me for three years. But so? Better that the truth come out. I think it's sad that the remaining permatemps are allowing Apple to continue its shenanigans. I wish I could somehow do a calculation as to how much Apple saved by not paying out benefits or social security contributions to thousands of 'invisible' workers. I'm sure if I knew that amount, I'd really lose it.
Well here is the article. Note how Crapple defends itself in its usual haughty and arrogant manner. Again, what a surprise! Not...
Apple, tax evader
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Saturday, December 31, 2011
SB 459!!!!!!! Mofos!!!!!!!!
Ah, how sweet. Thanks to finally having a level-headed, sane governor at the helm of this, our Golden State, some legislation is being passed that will benefit the common person. One is that employers can no longer check the credit reports of job applicants. Do I hear a huge sigh of relief from the 99%? It sure made me smile today.
But it's SB 459 that had me glowing with radiant joy. There's a small possibility that thanks to this particular piece of legislation, I will no longer be regarded as some nut job for going on about Apple's fondness for Permatemps. We, the faux indie workers, should have bitten the apple, and torn off the same lusty piece being served up to 'regular' employees, but Crapple devoured us before we even knew what was going on exactly. When I finally did find out that my rights were being swept under the carpet and conveniently forgotten, this blog happened.
Now, make no mistake. We're talking about the most arrogant corporation on the planet. They have a legion of lawyers at the ready, after all. So they may well pull a Dick Cheney on this wee bit of lovely legislation and just snarl at it, then get back to raping the planet, their customers, their sweatshop workers in China and their Permalancers here at home. But then again... maybe this time they will start on a long-drawn-out losing streak. One can only hope. Their snazzy spell may at last be broken with bad press that they continue to abuse workers in spite of new employment laws. It could happen. Their leader is long gone, so at least they no longer have the fancy showman to peddle their wares and phony faux hippie philosophy. Anything is possible. No one is immune from chaos, or the long arm of the law. Not even Apple. I'll be thrilled to be there when it finally disappears over the event horizon, never to be seen again. And yes, it is an 'IT,' not a person. GOT IT?! Goody goody.
But it's SB 459 that had me glowing with radiant joy. There's a small possibility that thanks to this particular piece of legislation, I will no longer be regarded as some nut job for going on about Apple's fondness for Permatemps. We, the faux indie workers, should have bitten the apple, and torn off the same lusty piece being served up to 'regular' employees, but Crapple devoured us before we even knew what was going on exactly. When I finally did find out that my rights were being swept under the carpet and conveniently forgotten, this blog happened.
Now, make no mistake. We're talking about the most arrogant corporation on the planet. They have a legion of lawyers at the ready, after all. So they may well pull a Dick Cheney on this wee bit of lovely legislation and just snarl at it, then get back to raping the planet, their customers, their sweatshop workers in China and their Permalancers here at home. But then again... maybe this time they will start on a long-drawn-out losing streak. One can only hope. Their snazzy spell may at last be broken with bad press that they continue to abuse workers in spite of new employment laws. It could happen. Their leader is long gone, so at least they no longer have the fancy showman to peddle their wares and phony faux hippie philosophy. Anything is possible. No one is immune from chaos, or the long arm of the law. Not even Apple. I'll be thrilled to be there when it finally disappears over the event horizon, never to be seen again. And yes, it is an 'IT,' not a person. GOT IT?! Goody goody.
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
OK BYE NOW!!!!
Yeah, Steve, we're really going to miss you. That sharp, jutting chin and smug mug. The angry, beady little eyes. That raging anti-social personality disorder. The black turtleneck 'n' jeans getup. Your total lack of concern for the abundant abuses against workers and customers perpetrated by the korporation you headed for so long. No, we will not miss your keynotes. At least those of us who were not and never will be lemmings. Link here:
Goodbye and good luck, you miserable bastard
You know, it's interesting. When Apple got rid of you the first time (or you left, or who the hell knows what really happened there), you started your own little enterprise, called NeXT. You phoned my Mom when we lived in Italy, almost desperate for her help in getting said enterprise off the ground. She's an accomplished musician, which was even more reason for you to want her on-board, music apparently being a big part of the project. Basically she laughed you off, thinking it was merely another sad start-up. For the most part, she was right. And no, she's not kicking herself today for having declined. I think like most people, she's a lot better off not having had to deal with Crapple's sick, sick mind games.
Oh, but not me. I was fool enough to have signed on with Crapple as a contractor, not having the slightest idea as to the abusive situation I was in for. How was I to know that I would put in almost three years as a Permatemp slave with no benefits?!! A creepy Crapple manager made sure I knew, in no uncertain terms and in a very threatening tone, that 'I didn't work there.' This after I quite understandably inquired as to whether I would ever be hired. Now I did not ask because I was in awe of Crapple or anything as silly as that. No, I was seeking my dues after having done a most excellent job for years on end, with little appreciation. The rest of the miserable story is to be found in this blog, if anyone cares. And really, I think you should, as Apple is now also denying its retail workers benefits. Yes, even those who work there 40 hours a week. You should all be very concerned, if you've any common sense at all. Some will argue with me that these policies, and mark my words, they are policies, could not possibly have come from the top. Steve has too many other important things occupying his brilliant mind! But I know different. I know that at best, he's a control freak. So I can say with a good degree of confidence that he was responsible for many of these abusive policies, from the sweatshops abroad, to the Permatemp issue in the US, to Crapple's unwillingness to pay its fair share in taxes, to the banishment of donuts from Café Macs. Oh, you never heard that? He seemed to think that donuts were more evil than him, for some reason, and that his health issues would be resolved if he refrained from indulging. That's not even the wackiest of his many hang-ups.
No one will be crying for you Steve. Not anyone I know, anyway. Alas, not even my Mom will shed a tear for you, though for some reason she's still a fan of your overly marked-up, shiny turd product. You will go to your grave having been a viciously selfish, brutal and dictatorial human being. It won't be long before your demise now. So I'd really suggest you do something to redeem yourself, whether you believe in God or not. Maybe send a letter of apology to the families of those who were worked to death as sweatshop slaves by Foxconn in China, which we all know now to be a major manufacturer of Crapple's wares. About twenty of those workers despaired so much of the conditions they found themselves in, they finally took the ultimate escape. So yeah, an apology would be a start. You see, I don't care how 'clever' you actually are or that a few fanboys see you as a genius. What I see in you is a pure manifestation of the 'monkey mind,' and no, that's no bloody compliment. It's the lowest way for a human to be in the world, if you ask me. Because to be clever, minus the moral compass means nothing at all. At least to my mind and those in my immediate circle. And I'd be willing to bet good money that many others feel that way. We are social beings after all (well, most of us, anyway) and it is those with a social conscience we respect and admire most. At the end of the day, it really is character that counts. Hell, you could have invented a teleporter to the furthest habitable planet, but I still would remain unimpressed. I hear that Hitler was a pretty clever monkey too - though I don't know of any fans, aside from perhaps a few similarly sick, kindred souls. Invent what you want, head korporation X, Y or Z. If you're a sick fuck, I don't want to know you. It's really very simple. And my mother, God bless her heart, never had to be anywhere in the vicinity of your awful, dark energy/ aura, what have you. Call it what you like. I had the misfortune of having to sit near you at Café Macs. I'm still scrubbing my aura clean today...
Goodbye Steve, you will absolutely not be missed. Have fun in a hell dimension with other monkey minds/ anti-social fuckheads somewhere. I'm pretty darn sure that's where you're headed, dude. You'll be lucky if that's the worst punishment you get.
Goodbye and good luck, you miserable bastard
You know, it's interesting. When Apple got rid of you the first time (or you left, or who the hell knows what really happened there), you started your own little enterprise, called NeXT. You phoned my Mom when we lived in Italy, almost desperate for her help in getting said enterprise off the ground. She's an accomplished musician, which was even more reason for you to want her on-board, music apparently being a big part of the project. Basically she laughed you off, thinking it was merely another sad start-up. For the most part, she was right. And no, she's not kicking herself today for having declined. I think like most people, she's a lot better off not having had to deal with Crapple's sick, sick mind games.
Oh, but not me. I was fool enough to have signed on with Crapple as a contractor, not having the slightest idea as to the abusive situation I was in for. How was I to know that I would put in almost three years as a Permatemp slave with no benefits?!! A creepy Crapple manager made sure I knew, in no uncertain terms and in a very threatening tone, that 'I didn't work there.' This after I quite understandably inquired as to whether I would ever be hired. Now I did not ask because I was in awe of Crapple or anything as silly as that. No, I was seeking my dues after having done a most excellent job for years on end, with little appreciation. The rest of the miserable story is to be found in this blog, if anyone cares. And really, I think you should, as Apple is now also denying its retail workers benefits. Yes, even those who work there 40 hours a week. You should all be very concerned, if you've any common sense at all. Some will argue with me that these policies, and mark my words, they are policies, could not possibly have come from the top. Steve has too many other important things occupying his brilliant mind! But I know different. I know that at best, he's a control freak. So I can say with a good degree of confidence that he was responsible for many of these abusive policies, from the sweatshops abroad, to the Permatemp issue in the US, to Crapple's unwillingness to pay its fair share in taxes, to the banishment of donuts from Café Macs. Oh, you never heard that? He seemed to think that donuts were more evil than him, for some reason, and that his health issues would be resolved if he refrained from indulging. That's not even the wackiest of his many hang-ups.
No one will be crying for you Steve. Not anyone I know, anyway. Alas, not even my Mom will shed a tear for you, though for some reason she's still a fan of your overly marked-up, shiny turd product. You will go to your grave having been a viciously selfish, brutal and dictatorial human being. It won't be long before your demise now. So I'd really suggest you do something to redeem yourself, whether you believe in God or not. Maybe send a letter of apology to the families of those who were worked to death as sweatshop slaves by Foxconn in China, which we all know now to be a major manufacturer of Crapple's wares. About twenty of those workers despaired so much of the conditions they found themselves in, they finally took the ultimate escape. So yeah, an apology would be a start. You see, I don't care how 'clever' you actually are or that a few fanboys see you as a genius. What I see in you is a pure manifestation of the 'monkey mind,' and no, that's no bloody compliment. It's the lowest way for a human to be in the world, if you ask me. Because to be clever, minus the moral compass means nothing at all. At least to my mind and those in my immediate circle. And I'd be willing to bet good money that many others feel that way. We are social beings after all (well, most of us, anyway) and it is those with a social conscience we respect and admire most. At the end of the day, it really is character that counts. Hell, you could have invented a teleporter to the furthest habitable planet, but I still would remain unimpressed. I hear that Hitler was a pretty clever monkey too - though I don't know of any fans, aside from perhaps a few similarly sick, kindred souls. Invent what you want, head korporation X, Y or Z. If you're a sick fuck, I don't want to know you. It's really very simple. And my mother, God bless her heart, never had to be anywhere in the vicinity of your awful, dark energy/ aura, what have you. Call it what you like. I had the misfortune of having to sit near you at Café Macs. I'm still scrubbing my aura clean today...
Goodbye Steve, you will absolutely not be missed. Have fun in a hell dimension with other monkey minds/ anti-social fuckheads somewhere. I'm pretty darn sure that's where you're headed, dude. You'll be lucky if that's the worst punishment you get.
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Murkans and their beloved korporate police state
Alas, it seems my blog is finally getting some attention. I'd love to think it's all thanks to my wit and charm, but interestingly, something even better may be at play here. I think Americans are FINALLY beginning to understand that korporate Murka does not in fact have their best interests at heart. It's beyond tragic that it took a whiplash of a recession that tossed them and their families out into the street and onto food stamps for them to finally get it. But perhaps waiting until the situation is ridiculously dire is more a human trait than a purely Murkan one.
Myself? I don't really consider myself a real citizen of this inscrutable country. I was born here, yes, but hardly stayed long enough to become a korporate drone. My family whisked me off to the fertile fields of Italia when I was all of 12 years old. And what did I learn there? I learned that it's ok to be human. Really! It's alright! It's perfectly fine to have friends old and young, to have an impossibly long meal while chatting with said amici and to have something in your life besides the j.o.b., not to mention my now incredibly refined palate and knowledge of fine wines. Ha! ;) At any rate, that's what living is to me. I want to be gloriously human and spectacularly flawed, like an included gemstone. I want to do more than sit in a stale old office, cowering under and answering to 'The Man.'
Though I have little in common with Murkans, aside from my fellow San Franciscans who also enjoy the gastronomical delights, I do want them to find a lasting happiness with a touch of the authentic. Otherwise, why bother living at all? To them, I highly recommend Henry Miller's 'The Air-Conditioned Nightmare.' In it, they will discover what was and still is wrong with this country. In fact, I have a theory that his books were banned in his time not due to the erotic content (which was sometimes considerable) but because he dared criticize the home of the brave. I don't see it that way at all. I think if you're at all patriotic, you will be willing to figure out what is undesirable in your beloved homeland if you truly do care for it and its people. Henry was one such deeply patriotic and respectful individual. Listen to him! What he has to say is still very much relevant. Forgo a trip to the mall, and read that book! Or just about any book, for that matter...
And as for me again, I may just use my Canadian citizenship at some point, because I still find Murka a tad too korporate for my delicate palate to tolerate. Hmm... it tastes a bit acrid, like... printer toner! I hear my fellow Canucks also know how to live it up. They are the loft party, folks! Perhaps some day, America will be the groovy basement party. Somehow I doubt it, as CEO worship is still very much a pandemic here. I remain stuck for the moment, as I still owe Uncle Sam a ridiculous sum in taxes from my toxic permatemp stint at Crapple. My family is also here and I just can't abandon them to a hostile korporate continent. Un giorno, amici miei, un giorno...
Some music for the soul...
I also highly recommend Henry Miller's essay 'The Staff of Life,' if you think I may be on to something where his criticisms of the US are concerned. Find it here.
"Earning a living has nothing to do with living."
- Henry Miller
Myself? I don't really consider myself a real citizen of this inscrutable country. I was born here, yes, but hardly stayed long enough to become a korporate drone. My family whisked me off to the fertile fields of Italia when I was all of 12 years old. And what did I learn there? I learned that it's ok to be human. Really! It's alright! It's perfectly fine to have friends old and young, to have an impossibly long meal while chatting with said amici and to have something in your life besides the j.o.b., not to mention my now incredibly refined palate and knowledge of fine wines. Ha! ;) At any rate, that's what living is to me. I want to be gloriously human and spectacularly flawed, like an included gemstone. I want to do more than sit in a stale old office, cowering under and answering to 'The Man.'
Though I have little in common with Murkans, aside from my fellow San Franciscans who also enjoy the gastronomical delights, I do want them to find a lasting happiness with a touch of the authentic. Otherwise, why bother living at all? To them, I highly recommend Henry Miller's 'The Air-Conditioned Nightmare.' In it, they will discover what was and still is wrong with this country. In fact, I have a theory that his books were banned in his time not due to the erotic content (which was sometimes considerable) but because he dared criticize the home of the brave. I don't see it that way at all. I think if you're at all patriotic, you will be willing to figure out what is undesirable in your beloved homeland if you truly do care for it and its people. Henry was one such deeply patriotic and respectful individual. Listen to him! What he has to say is still very much relevant. Forgo a trip to the mall, and read that book! Or just about any book, for that matter...
And as for me again, I may just use my Canadian citizenship at some point, because I still find Murka a tad too korporate for my delicate palate to tolerate. Hmm... it tastes a bit acrid, like... printer toner! I hear my fellow Canucks also know how to live it up. They are the loft party, folks! Perhaps some day, America will be the groovy basement party. Somehow I doubt it, as CEO worship is still very much a pandemic here. I remain stuck for the moment, as I still owe Uncle Sam a ridiculous sum in taxes from my toxic permatemp stint at Crapple. My family is also here and I just can't abandon them to a hostile korporate continent. Un giorno, amici miei, un giorno...
Some music for the soul...
I also highly recommend Henry Miller's essay 'The Staff of Life,' if you think I may be on to something where his criticisms of the US are concerned. Find it here.
"Earning a living has nothing to do with living."
- Henry Miller
Friday, December 24, 2010
The IRS wants to levy my kidneys!
This world is a sorry, sorry shame, isn't it? Or at least the way we have it set up, with the 1% getting away with everything and being given whatever they want, pretty much for no reason in particular.
Now the IRS wants to levy what little I have in this world, all because Apple, Inc. misclassified me as an independent contractor. You can kiss my sweet ass, IRS! And Crapple, too, while I'm at it! It doesn't pay to inform the IRS what these companies are up to, either. As far as I know, Microsoft was the only corporation to pay penalties for hoarding Permatemps. The IRS made some phony announcement a while ago that they will prosecute such shameful corporate scammers and award you a handsome sum if you report them, but it's simply not true. There is no 'pie in the sky' or multi-million dollar award. Now, they may have prosecuted a few insignifcant semi-rich individuals for having offshore accounts, but that's really about it. It makes you wonder why they made such an announcement in the first place. Do they really think we'll see them as the 'good guys?' Fat chance!
People, please let me know if you have a similar story. These sorts of crimes happen in the dark, as most of the worst of criminal acts do. In the case of Permatemps, they are afraid to report anything, because the poor sods are so bloody grateful to have any work in the current epic fail of an economy we are now facing.
I know, I am a nut! I am one of very, very few who EVER DARE complain. I've lost out in the short term because of this. You want to know why I protest so loudly, stupidly risking (read - already having risked) everything? Because it's better for all of us in the long term. I am a lot of things, but never have been, and never will be a coward. Call me big bad wolf lady! I really don't care. I have the courage to expose corporate evildoers, and for that, you should all be thanking me. I will stand up to whatever is wrong, until I'm on my deathbed, or until the IRS really does make good on its threat to levy my precious kidneys... Of course, I'd rather eat Steve Jobs' kidneys, with some nice Chianti and fava beans. But he's really a pretty sick puppy, and likely not long for this world (though I'm hardly pitying him). Oh and lo and behold! Here's a cheery news item! We'll really miss him! Not! I predict that Steve will be a PC in the next life :D
Let's make this America's new anthem. Seriously.
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
YES, Apple uses Permatemps and I am proof...
Just re-posting this as I think it should be broadcast everywhere until people understand that this is truly an abusive practice...
I had been a casualty of the whole dot-com bust back in 2000, but I figured that hey, it was a risk I was well aware of taking at the time by working at a start-up. At least then I qualified for unemployment when my co-workers and I were laid off en masse.
I can truly say now that those were the good ole days. It has now been 5 months since I was laid off from Apple and did not even get to leave as an employee. They called me on a SUNDAY to dispose of me and sent my desk equipment, most of which I had to purchase, by FedEx and all broken. I had put in almost 3 years of hard work there and never received benefits. I worked full time, on site and was bossed around by some sissy boy who didn't have half the experience I have, and on top of that was considerably younger. I had asked this passive aggressive jerk wad several times if I would ever be hired by Crapple, but no luck! There were plenty of false promises though, believe me. A promise of getting hired was usually quickly followed by 'when we have head count.' What the HELL does that mean? Pardon my French! I worked alongside the Apple brats doing the same thing, but getting considerably less pay. And I had to suffer the indignity of watching them get rewarded with expensive freebies - yes, even iPhones were given away. But alas, my badge displayed the 'gray' apple of disgrace, not the colored version of those walking around the cutesy campus with stock options and paid vacations. So yes, what I am describing is indeed a caste system, and I will never know if Steve Jobs created this creepy little scenario for his own amusement, or the savings he's skimmed off the Permalancers, or both.
In case anyone thinks this is a sad little tale from someone with some sort of victim complex/mentality, I have to inform you, you are sadly mistaken. It may be hard to believe, but I am writing this for YOU! I don't want any more workers being misclassified in this fashion. And yes, the term is indeed 'misclassification.' It means that any company using Permatemps who are actually employees by law, is doing so to protect its stock value first and foremost, and also to avoid paying social security and medicare taxes.
Unless you actually enjoy getting completely screwed over in such a fashion, please heed my warning! Take a job with an agency if you must, but make sure they comply with the 'hired within 3 months' rule. I know what I'm talking about. We all have to protect each other from corporate corruption and start listening to the so-called 'little' people. Look, I know that doing so may feel less glamorous and slick than corporate worship, but in the long run it will be our salvation.
Anyone who needs more information on this relatively new abuse (well it's been 10 years since the Microsoft Permatemp lawsuit) can just contact me or learn about tech workers' unions, the likes of Washtech. Again, a reminder: if you have not been 'officially' hired by a company, but you work on site, full time for more than 3 months or God forbid, a year, and are managed and told what hours to come in, you are a Permatemp, and this is called misclassification, which is a real and severe violation of labor law. Also, if they assess your work regularly, rather than just asking that you complete a project, that is also an indication you are closer to employee than contractor status. In addition, a big red flag should go up if they supply the equipment you work on. Apple gave me a full workstation on site. In fact, I was given one of the fastest computers in the department. If my job was so trivial as they implied, why would they do that? I hinted that I bought some equipment earlier on. That was purely ergonomic stuff, but still expensive, which I did indeed resent. Employees had all kinds of custom ergo adjustments made to suit them. I hope this information helps you in determining what your status at work is.
In the meantime, I am at least back in my beloved city of San Francisco, and no longer have to commute with a bunch of clueless kids to Cuperstupid. Because Apple had me misclassified as self employed, I did not qualify for unemployment benefits, as you might have figured out by this point. I don't have much money to eat, but am eating doughnuts with a vengeance. Steve Jobs is afraid of them, by the way. For now my only power is my word, and you'd better believe that everything in this post is true. Really, Apple should think twice before laying off someone who is not only crazy enough to survive anything, but who knows how to get her work published all across the interwebs and in just about any printed publication. Hey Steve, just for your information, I've been published in Rolling Stone and The San Francisco Examiner and... shall I go on? Power to the people!
I had been a casualty of the whole dot-com bust back in 2000, but I figured that hey, it was a risk I was well aware of taking at the time by working at a start-up. At least then I qualified for unemployment when my co-workers and I were laid off en masse.
I can truly say now that those were the good ole days. It has now been 5 months since I was laid off from Apple and did not even get to leave as an employee. They called me on a SUNDAY to dispose of me and sent my desk equipment, most of which I had to purchase, by FedEx and all broken. I had put in almost 3 years of hard work there and never received benefits. I worked full time, on site and was bossed around by some sissy boy who didn't have half the experience I have, and on top of that was considerably younger. I had asked this passive aggressive jerk wad several times if I would ever be hired by Crapple, but no luck! There were plenty of false promises though, believe me. A promise of getting hired was usually quickly followed by 'when we have head count.' What the HELL does that mean? Pardon my French! I worked alongside the Apple brats doing the same thing, but getting considerably less pay. And I had to suffer the indignity of watching them get rewarded with expensive freebies - yes, even iPhones were given away. But alas, my badge displayed the 'gray' apple of disgrace, not the colored version of those walking around the cutesy campus with stock options and paid vacations. So yes, what I am describing is indeed a caste system, and I will never know if Steve Jobs created this creepy little scenario for his own amusement, or the savings he's skimmed off the Permalancers, or both.
In case anyone thinks this is a sad little tale from someone with some sort of victim complex/mentality, I have to inform you, you are sadly mistaken. It may be hard to believe, but I am writing this for YOU! I don't want any more workers being misclassified in this fashion. And yes, the term is indeed 'misclassification.' It means that any company using Permatemps who are actually employees by law, is doing so to protect its stock value first and foremost, and also to avoid paying social security and medicare taxes.
Unless you actually enjoy getting completely screwed over in such a fashion, please heed my warning! Take a job with an agency if you must, but make sure they comply with the 'hired within 3 months' rule. I know what I'm talking about. We all have to protect each other from corporate corruption and start listening to the so-called 'little' people. Look, I know that doing so may feel less glamorous and slick than corporate worship, but in the long run it will be our salvation.
Anyone who needs more information on this relatively new abuse (well it's been 10 years since the Microsoft Permatemp lawsuit) can just contact me or learn about tech workers' unions, the likes of Washtech. Again, a reminder: if you have not been 'officially' hired by a company, but you work on site, full time for more than 3 months or God forbid, a year, and are managed and told what hours to come in, you are a Permatemp, and this is called misclassification, which is a real and severe violation of labor law. Also, if they assess your work regularly, rather than just asking that you complete a project, that is also an indication you are closer to employee than contractor status. In addition, a big red flag should go up if they supply the equipment you work on. Apple gave me a full workstation on site. In fact, I was given one of the fastest computers in the department. If my job was so trivial as they implied, why would they do that? I hinted that I bought some equipment earlier on. That was purely ergonomic stuff, but still expensive, which I did indeed resent. Employees had all kinds of custom ergo adjustments made to suit them. I hope this information helps you in determining what your status at work is.
In the meantime, I am at least back in my beloved city of San Francisco, and no longer have to commute with a bunch of clueless kids to Cuperstupid. Because Apple had me misclassified as self employed, I did not qualify for unemployment benefits, as you might have figured out by this point. I don't have much money to eat, but am eating doughnuts with a vengeance. Steve Jobs is afraid of them, by the way. For now my only power is my word, and you'd better believe that everything in this post is true. Really, Apple should think twice before laying off someone who is not only crazy enough to survive anything, but who knows how to get her work published all across the interwebs and in just about any printed publication. Hey Steve, just for your information, I've been published in Rolling Stone and The San Francisco Examiner and... shall I go on? Power to the people!
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