When you pay to work or play
The little I actually know about petroleum products can be measured using a thimble. Apparently, the stuff is really old. What I have heard is that “old fuel” isn’t good for our modern motors, and that my tank of winter Diesel (purchased about two years back) was ready to be burnt. And now it has been.
We took the RV out for a Tuesday Tour. Went south, as far as we could, and then looped back home. Did about 200 km of highway driving, which is also supposed to be a good thing for our engine. There was no hesitation: up hills, past other traffic, around the curves and back. A good workout, mechanically. And soon we’ll tank with some newer blend and pat ourselves for showing good ownership. Even the dog seemed to appreciate the change of scenery.
In the universe of a corporate bean-counter, everything has a price. Lately, what with the requirement of employees to stay home and work anyways, I assumed that there were savings for the company. And actually, there are. The new game is to charge someone who wants to work from home a penalty. Income for the company.
The obtuse vocabulary mentions “compensation packages”, but the effect is to profit, twice. The company saves on lighting and a/c, while making sure that you pay for pyjamas comfort. I can’t wait to see how this plays out. It doesn’t affect me, but I like to see new ways to mistreat the staff. (I don’t, really). Certainly adds flavour to that “dress for success” meme.
