I "work" for the city Water Department. We've got this new guy there, Jim, who's got no morals at all. When the rest of us guys ask him to take our ID cards and swipe us out at quitting time so we can slip out early for a Sox game, Jim absolutely refuses to lend a helping hand. He says we should do our jobs. He's got this thing he says -- "A day's work for a day's pay" -- which might be communist. Now all the guys are giving Jim the silent treatment, except me. I still eat lunch with him. I know the guys are right because I learned the right way to think from my old man, who "worked" for Streets and San until he got a "disability." But there's this nagging voice in my head that says Jim might be on to something.America's leisure class.Who's looking in that one party town called Chicago.Chicago Sun-Times
Monday, June 27, 2005
There are ethics, and then there are Chicago ethics
This could be the post of the day.A letter from a Chicago city worker to the Chicago Sun-Times: