As a fellow n00b, here's a recollection from a long-ago past when I was still in Pennsylvania and working as the new guy at a union shop. I led several of us workers, many of whom lacked the oh-so-important trait of seniority (very important to union goons and, evidently, some FReepers) on a campaign to bust the long-entrenched union through the legal process of decertification.
Over a period of months, just about all of those who voted in favor of unionism during the decertification election were fired. I'll confess to taking real glee when a 25-year vet of the company (he'd been there since the mid-1950s) was dismissed. He was a bad seed from the get-to, a featherbedder who thought tenure and seniority were his protection. When I started the the action to bust the union, this hateful creep uttered these words: "I was here when you got here and I'll be here when you leave". The Na-Na-Hey-Hey-Goodbye song was popular around that time and we who were loyal to the American spirit of free enterprise gave that union goon a serenade as he slinked out the door for good.
In short, lil' ol' me, a mere n00b got the best of a 25-year company vet when he rightfully was terminated when his seniority-lovin', tenure-protectin' union was dismantled. To put it another way by way of allegory...
