solidarity, motherfucker

i woke up at 5:22 this morning to hear a radio report that my place of employment was behind picket lines. i immediately burst from beneath my covers and fumbled about looking for my phone and the hotline phone number. bleary-eyed as i was, i managed to dial the number correctly the first time only to hear confirmation of this news.
my first reaction was, “well, i don’t have to fight the traffic mess.” my second thought was, “i didn’t want to go to work today, but not like *this*.” my third and fourth thoughts were, “i’m going to bed. my head hurts.”
meghan phoned at 7:05 after hearing the news, just to “see if i had to go to work today”. i thought that was cute.
what annoys me the most is not the fact i’m missing work for their cause. it’s that they didn’t warn us, they didn’t consult the other unions affected. they struck with the stealth and cunning of a hungry wolf. i can understand. they’ve been on strike for thirty-four days. they are hungry. they needed to do something to bring their plight back to the forefront. but we’re all part of the same federation, we ultimately all have to work together to provide transit to the populace. just don’t pull sneaky shit. at least have some communication. that’s the polite and considerate thing to do. this crap will only make the people you want support from less likely to want to.