COMM 327: The crux of working in the paper industry as a disabled veteran utilizing medical leave

For corporate communication 327 at the University of Wisconsin-Whitewater, we were tasked with describing our various jobs over the last decade. My primary job is calling out oppressors at Outpost 422, which was a service my employer did not provide.

I have spent the last decade developing an unbiased mandated reporting agency that doubles as a class project diary profiling the life of a disabled veteran dealing with the experience of campaign discrimination by the Veterans of Foreign Wars of Wisconsin, and the abuse handed down through ranking union members on the shop floor, which started out with being bullied by my union for needing time off for therapy.

In 2011, I entered the paper industry and unearthed what Tom Monfils experienced working for the United Steel Workers in District 3.

The first job I had was the role of being a labor pool employee not knowing what schedule or machine I would work on during the following week.

We were forced overtime and dealt with the Veterans Administration continuously denying my requests for entry into the Vocational Rehabilitation Program. Albert Hess, my gatekeeper working for the VA, would not allow me a fully funded post-secondary education opportunity.

He denied my requests from 1998 to 2018.

I was forced to work in the paper industry by Judge Lisa Beth Vandermaazen of Outagamie County, whose misanthropic prejudice while wearing pajamas under her robe, led me into a maze I could not escape.

Her court order enforcement came from her examination of the previous two years of my life unemployed as a bricklayer. I was elated I finally found a job.

The swing shift atmosphere was the crucible of the experience. I was a hard worker and worked a lot, which landed me a job after the final review from the company’s 90-day probation.

The union left me alone until I needed to take care of my mental health and family. The judge’s dismissal of my child’s mother’s abandonment left me prey to losing my job.

I became a liability the union needed to dispose of. 

The class report offers insight regarding the toxic union hall environment I witnessed as the veterans committee representative.

From 2011 to 2014, I was dedicated. Once we moved to 12-hour swing shift, my health began to slip away and needed help.

That’s when everything faded away. Not all of my work experience was bad.

The company helped me recover from my post-military trauma and readjustment obstacles. They provided me a stable job and plenty of work.

The greatest success between company and union was our collaboration with creating a safe workplace and building a veterans council for new hires and employees dealing with untreated trauma from military service.

Little did I know at the time, I was one of those employees. I left the job in 2017 for treatment after referral from the employee assistance program and have been an advocate for corporations since.

Corporations deal with cultish behavior and nepotism by unions, who have zero say on what happens at the union hall, which carries weight on the shop floor the next day at work.

Upon dealing with gaslighting in the workplace being a veteran needing time off from work, the most common remark came in the form of a microaggression stating, “You didn’t fight Post 9/11. You don’t deserve time off. Quit playing games and get to work or you will regret being born.”

The following work history report provides details regarding my transition and readjustment from working in the field to transferring to the University of Wisconsin-Whitewater I am currently attending.

As a consortium student attending Madison College and UW Whitewater simultaneously, I have created a website for viewers and the opportunity to relay harassment and intimidation to mandated reporters, who help those stuck in a toxic environment survive what happened both myself and Tom Monfils.

Over the last 10 years, the same occurrence continues to happen and learned my disability triggers narcissists and their appraisal. I have learned to channel what they say as fear and motivate through the words as my drivers for success.

Backlash and recovery have been my primary job throughout my civilian readjustment. I have an intimidating aura. Being an eyewitness to groupthink abuse has developed my registered trademark called “Outpost 422,” which is your first line of defense through the contact feature on the website and provide a contact form in the blogs.

Outpost 422 reports Makavelian behavior through blogs and how to avoid getting wrapped up with cultish behavior by recognizing the behavior and turning abuse into success.

The next phase of my career is the development of workshop mandated reporting. The workshop and workplace awareness service awakens employees of their rights, offers legal documents outlining when the employee should go outside the workplace and report above the head of human resources and opens avenues of escape through communication relay to mandated reporters.

As an advocate who understands the symbolic protest of the number 22, we who have attempted suicide in the workplace make a statement there is a problem and call the media to attention, which landed me in treatment and forced me to find another career.

From 2012 to 2022, the hostile experiences working in both the paper industry and university learning environment have proven the truth abusive people are relentless. Outpost 422 provides cover and shelter during the storm.

The exchanges between management as a union member were professional. Dealing with the inept with no background in management felt daunting.

Managers worked with what they could and have a deep respect for their plight.

Imagine someone with a sixth-grade education running a paper machine trying to comprehend the concepts of mutual respect. The senior ranking union employee decided what workers received preferential treatment like pets in a pet store.

The union regulated between two tiers. A nepotistic first tier and the lower class second tier, which I was assigned and given the name “Jethro,” insinuating I was a free loader.

The workplace was a prison yard, and the union condoned the behavior. Tom Monfils spoke up just like me. The only difference? I knew my time was up and needed to escape.

Outpost 422 became my strategy through entrepreneurship courses fixing the potholes of having to use employee assistance programs and the role companies play.

Unions corroborate and conspire at union halls. Their methods undermine the good of the people. As the next phase of the story unfolds, imagine fighting for each paycheck and surviving on little hope.

The United Steel Workers preys on veterans dealing with readjustment and have someone standing up to them for the interest of fairness that companies, not unions, provide the tools for disabled veteran readjustment success.

Outpost 422 is my Veterans Crisis Line story and a workshop teaching those stuck in trauma how to avert and escape with minimal damage. The system does not protect those who blow the whistle.

Blow the whistle anyway. You can do so by filling out the contact form below:

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