Tim Budig Band

 Recently, through a series of unfortunate events, I found myself out of a job and in desperate need of income. I had been working in corporate call centers for the last five years, so I started searching in that arena. For the most part, I got no replies. Two potential employers had me take the next step and complete some assessments, but I didn't hear back.

Things sure have changed from when I got my first job as a sixteen year old bussing tables to pay for my auto insurance. I remember I filled out a piece of paper and sat down with a manager and basically promised to work hard and show up on time, and they gave me the job. Now you have to complete three assessments one virtual interview, two face to face interviews, a background or credit check and provide hair, urine or blood samples. All for a paycheck and a health plan. If you're lucky.

A friend had mentioned that they were essentially looking for warm bodies at Kawasaki Motors for assembly and fabrication. This work has such high turnover that you just need apply and complete a one day training and then you get put out on the line to work assembly. The pay is nothing special, and there's no insurance for my family, but its a paycheck, and we need that to survive. Don't get me wrong, manufacturing is still a viable career option today, but nothing like before all the jobs got outsourced to the lowest bidding countries.


 In the mid nineteen twenties Detroit, Michigan experienced robust and exponential growth, thanks to the construction of the Ford Motor Co. River Rogue Auto Assembly Plant. The assembly line initially drew Immigrants. Primarily Italians, Hungarians and Poles. World War One brought about a shift in hiring due to new immigration laws, that saw African Americans being offered manufacturing jobs in record numbers. This  massive migration north was referenced in the Albert King classic "Cadillac Assembly Line".

For the most part, the people are cool, and if anyone gives you attitude, it's easy to tune them out when you're wearing earplugs. It's way different than the white collar world, as in, when you screw up, instead of an email inviting you to a 'coaching session', someone yells ,HEY FUCKHEAD, QUIT MISSING THE FENDER"!!

After 90 days, I can begin to apply for permanent positions at Kawasaki, so if something in a call center hasn't panned out by then, I just may. There's worse jobs, and it's an honest living. I did write a song about it called 'Working on the Assembly Line' but its more abut how I got to this point. 

 I have no problem working a factory job, I'm not above an honest day's work. it's just a different world than I'm used to, but you never know when a new skill set will come in handy down the road. For now, I'm working on the assembly line.


2017-05-02 05:40:03 - Richard Budig
So, how ya gettin' along out there? How long before you can apply? Are you going to apply? How's the family? The boys and Danielle? Life here is settling, as I knew it would, and I'm painting again. Just finished another fallen soldier, as well as a couple small paintings for Elsie's birthday, I'm starting a little painting of a little girl with her Halloween pumpkin. Life goes on. Love to all . . . Dad
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