LT is Gainfully Employed and Helping People Die →[More:]I have been working for a gigantor weapons builder north of where Meeks and I live for the past week. Ever wonder what the M-I Complex looks like?
Well, it's a huge warehouse about four football fields long, four football fields wide, with a cafeteria in the middle. There are four white towers in the corners of the building, each with it's own ginormous American flag out front.
Every other parcel of space is taken up with men making machine guns, grenade launchers and those big scary missile launchers that fire in circular rounds from the underside of planes.
What I Do: input data about each part as it moves through the system, so they can keep track of things. Why? Because the software they bought for 11 million dollars doesn't interface automatically with the workers efforts on the floor, so the company had to hire temps to manually input the status of each piece of weaponry as it moved from station to station.
Ever wonder where those enormous gun turrets on the front of tanks come from? They come from a huge warehouse filled with swearing blue-collar workers toiling away in a shit town in Maine.
The really sad part? The people who work there are the nicest damn folks on the planet and working for the Weapons Builder Plant is pretty much their major business option in town. The guy who trained me has been with the company since he graduated high school. Over 29 years.
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