Just kidding! We have a collection of some of the worst, nonproductive and useless researchers and management people here at CSR in Clinton, New Jersey. While the good people in the corporation have long resigned or are resigning for greener pastures, the CSR folks are here to support you all, given that they are not hirable elsewhere. We can send more of them to EMTE if you wish to see more jokers.
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Isn't CSR part of EMTEC? In general it was a missed opportunity to create a lean engineering organization, they failed miserably with this bloated monstrosity called EMTEC, modelled after heritage EMRE.
CSR, PTD, and all the groups in Clinton are pretty much useless. And the managers/advisors/directors/younameit are the worst I've ever seen in my life. I'd never met so many people achieving absolutely nothing. But really, nothing. They are there just to collect a paycheck, a very fat paycheck. That's it. Thank God I was there for only a couple of years. It is a big waste of money. I wonder why Darren has not closed that ho-e already. So much money to save.
Clinton is the pits. There are more manager/supervisor to plebes. Why do we need all these jokers? More technicians leaving. Management thinks they are going to cross train their way out. And yes, there's always P wing. What a joke. Contractors, contractors, contractors. I guess DO' enjoys the variety if hummers.
Don't forget the other groups at Clinton,NJ. They are just as bad. Especially the Engineering department at the P-wing
Frank discussion.
We all probably like some Beatles tunes and the idea behind a Bill of Rights.
But please be comforted that there will be some form of Camellia flower feeding some form of bee in some grove next to some river somewhere not far from where you are living right now. Long after you and those like you are gone.
While it is true that the original Standard Oil of New Jersey was the basis for Exxon, unlike SONY, SOLA, SOCAL, SOTX and the international SOs, SONJ is the basis for other truths as well.
It all started in Atlantic City, when Frank Sinatra's bodyguard head-butted the last of the Real Rockefellers. A little young scion punk, but still somebody.
That was the moment any affection for the people, and the science, and the sense of a community feeling fell apart in the Essssoooo world.
That was when it became a commodity company, more dependent on robotic gauge-watchers and faucet-turners than polymer-designers and benzene-blockers.
All that happened threw-out. And pretty quickly.
Pretty clear now at this point, decades later, as the last physical presence of SONJ seems fading away, violence and oil do mix. Mix very well. Can't even count the ways.
Keep the key numbers high, commodity man would say.