The Union thing

During my first period yesterday I started a blog about this union thing that I am wading through at the moment. I wrote a full blog, decided that it was an indecipherable vent and erased it. So I won't bore you with the details. Through each small break of the day I communicated with someone else on this issue. At 8:30 PM last night I got a called from Bill, one of our negotiators. He is heavy handed and abrasive and I heard his story. I feel that I met him one for one over the phone. The discussion had an intensity that I have had in a conversation since my arguments with my father over politics. When I got off the phone, Donna had heard it and wondered if I was bummed out by the call. I said to her. "Actually, I'm invigorated." I have to give it to Bill. He has made me rethink this situation. But we have an emergency meeting on Tuesday and thankfully Helen, our local consultant will be there.