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12:48 pm, October 14th, 2017 - 9 comments
Categories: business, capitalism, class, class war, unemployment, you couldn't make this shit up - Tags: cadburys, redundancy, taking the piss
There’s not much I can say about this. Yes, I’ve been in WINZ seminars where unemployment is sold back as an opportunity, and yes, I’ve encountered enough bosses who effortlessly, and even with indulgent smiles, slide on by any sliver of conscience they might still have. But then there’s Cadbury’s…
Here’s the link to an Otago Daily Times piece (quoted below) that’s accompanied by a video.
During the motivational ceremony, Mondelez International Dunedin site manager Judith Mair gave the workers a graduation pack, chock-a-block with goodies to help inspire them.Each received a copy of the Dr Seuss book Oh, the Places You’ll Go! During her speech, she quoted from the book.
Today is your day.
You’re off to Great Places!
You’re off and away!
You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself
any direction you choose.
You’re on your own. And you know what you know.
And YOU are the guy who’ll decide where to go.
“That’s so true for all of us right now,” she said.
The pack also included a pair of Cadbury socks (for walking in the direction you choose), a box of Cadbury Favourites (to sustain them on their journey), and a bottle of bubbly to celebrate their achievements.
I really don’t think I can say much. My heads reeling…at the employers display of faux concern; at the worker’s gratitude; at the facile descriptive nature of the reporting. A song line from Chumbawamba’s 1987 “Never Mind the Ballots” is about all that comes to mind. “They break our legs. And we say Thankyou when they offer us crutches.”
Footnote. The Oompa loompas in the post’s graphic are spelling out YMCA. Make of that what you will.