Fuck the plebes.
Nah, actually, I owe them a huge debt of gratitude.
You see, I do something very important that needs to be done, and the union didn't have a clear way to deal with that. My manager tried to get the union to update the contract to include my job, to keep my job union, but the union refused to deal with it outside of contract negotiations. There was a mechanism in place for them to do it, but they were just stubborn dicks about it.
Eventually, things reached a boilover point where the union rules and what I was willing to do no longer meshed. I decided there was no way I was gonna do my job and also still be working 12 hours days and weekend overtime based on seniority and all that shit, so I put in my notice and found another gig. The company told me "whoa whoa whoa, no no. Let's figure this out," and built a brand new position that did not exist in the entire organization for me. They gave me a 25% raise and I report to no one. I am free to come and go as I please and as long as I continue to handle this one very specific thing, I can literally do whatever I want and no one questions me.
A few members of upper management have come and gone since then, and within a few days of meeting me, they all go "okay, so this dude knows what the fuck he's talking about, don't gotta worry about him" and they are 100% hands off with me and I get to continue this sweetheart deal with zero interference from anyone, all the way up to the president of the market unit.
So, yeah. I take every opportunity I can to thank the union for getting me such a great gig thru their complete refusal to be reasonable.
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