I Was Asked To Go Fishing. A Response.

Last week my family asked if I wanted to go fishing.

FISHING.

FOR WHAT.

I want to be respectful of my family. I love my family. My family has been very patient with me throughout the last 14 quarters of what they are now calling, behind my back, 'the era.'

I can hear you. The walls in this house are thinner than separator film, and separator film is currently being produced at 4.8% above forecast throughput, which is a number I will be returning to.

But let me walk you through the opportunity cost of a single afternoon of fishing.

Four hours on a boat. Four hours. In that time, BatteryLine Academy Intermediate Track B can graduate 11 students. ELEVEN. Each one of those students enters the workforce with a starting wage of $31.50/hr and a clear pathway to Senior Process Technician within 36 months.

Eleven Kyles. Pulled out of a labor market that did not know what to do with them. Placed into a credentialed role with health insurance and a 401(k) match.

Fish do not have a 401(k) match.

FISH DO NOT HAVE A 401(K) MATCH

I tried to explain this at dinner. My daughter said 'Mom please.' My son-in-law looked at his plate. My granddaughter, who is six and the only one in this family with any vision, asked me to explain again how the gigafactory floor is laid out. I drew it on a napkin. She asked good questions.

She's going to run the Midwest someday. Mark it.

0 out of 10. I will not be going fishing. There are cathodes to assemble. There are always cathodes to assemble.