I ended up missing 4 nights of work due to the bureaucratic morass. Which was really bugging me…until I started working the Turbine Deck.
This would have been a breeze in my youth. Twelve hours on my feet in outrageously high temperatures? Bring it. My first real job was at age sixteen, working full-time during the summer…at a tannery.
Who could have guessed that thirty-five years of rough roads and tough mileage could wear a vehicle out?
The only reason for this post is that I spent only seven hours in bed today…which will probably prove painful in another dozen. But I’m about to make a quick WalMart run to get some Dr. Scholl’s Gel Inserts (highly recommended by another Turbine Deck Tech), a pedometer (which a different T.D.T. uses for a combination of masochism/bragging rights). There’s a few other items, but the list in my car is almost twenty feet away and so the round trip would be problematic.
Anyway, hope you guys are all doing well. I’ve got 5 more straight 12-hour nights before my single day off, so pray for me.