Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Only God and the Irvine Company can make a forest

I have come in out of the cold. I have started to reach out to some of my old friends, the ones I let slip away. Oh, don’t get me wrong, they let me slip away as well, but this is me and how I feel about it.

Now most of these friends I never did anything really wrong to. Oh sure pull a prank, yell at each other, drive each other nuts etc. But really never did anything to hurt them, seems I saved that for my friends who stayed around longer. But that is a different story.

As for these old friends, well I will introduce you to them. By far the person I have know the longest was a sports fan. And I mean any sport, he was well versed in all of them. I was most passionate about the Angels baseball team, and the LA Lakers.

On those warm summer evenings when we would happen to have a few bucks we would head out to Angel Stadium and catch a game, hell we would spend more on beer than we would on the seats but we watched the game from the third beck as if we were on the base line. We would yell and cheer the good calls and great plays by our team, boo the bad calls and the other teams good plays. My friend would site the rule the ump was screwing up in the call. It was glorious.

We hung out a lot, he was like the older brother I had. Well I had an older brother but he did not want the job so yeah, go figure. We saw movies, we had parties, we talked. Rarely did I go over to his looking for him, nor did he come looking for me. But we would find each other hanging out at our “spots” and join one another in hanging out. Now after we would meet, well then we could go to some ones house and get them up and going. But very rarely did we do it alone.

He was also the first one of my friends to get a car, well he was 21 oh and he co0uld buy alcohol. Now at a time or two he started to feel like that was the only reason we all hung around with him. So he would put his foot down and not buy. That was fine, so we did not drink, or found another way to get a hold of it. I could see his point in these cases and like I said I was fine with it. Some of my other friends were not so easy, but they became friends of Bill W so I think it was the booze talking.

Any way he had this wagon that was oh so out of date but it ran, I mean always ran. It was never down, he would hear a noise and boom hood would be up and he would be just looking for the issue. And BOOM! Fixed.

And that is how my oldest friend is.

Monday, February 8, 2010

Lawrence Welk never worried, why should I?


So I did something this week end I have never done before, I worried about work. Hell it made me not want to sleep. It was really sad.

I never worry about work, until now. And it bugs the hell out of me. My wife even noticed it. She kept after me what’s wrong, what’s wrong. Drove me insane to be honest, but she thought I was upset with her, which I am/was not. That started me wondering what kind of ass I am, when my wife always thinks I am mad at her, and here I am still working on being nice/pleasant. Go figure.

In other good news I have heard exactly zero back from the people I sent my resume out to. But I keep trying, sooner or later one will make the mistake of calling me for an interview, then watch out cause I will be bringing my A game, you know the one with the wry smile, eager to please eyes. Along with the acerbic wit and the you really want to hire me aura, oh then you will be mine other job! YOU WILL BE MINE! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA…

Was that over the top? Sometimes it gets hard to tell. And the next thing you know I am dressing up with a cape and planning word domination.

That’s it for me today.

Friday, February 5, 2010

I think I broke awesome...

I hate working o Fridays for one reason, I will get home around 330am so that wrecks all of Saturday, Sunday come and wipes me out again.

Little boss was going to cancel my vacation because his wife needs surgery. I would not have argued, but my vacation does not start until the 15, her surgery is the 10. He got the weeks messed up.

Big boss wants me to figure out how the roof is leaking, no puddle anywhere in the area on top. We did install new lights in the area so I figure since the area hardly ever gets walked on the weight of the installer must have flexed an old tape joint until it broke. This let the water being held in the insulation to flow down and out. But he wants me to look into it more, and if I figure out why I will get a better review.

I think I really need a new place to work.

Still only the 2 smokes so I am doing well I think. And that’s all I have for today.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Call Patient Zero

OK so se it’s like this:

Me: Big boss, I am feeling like crap and need to go home.
Big Boss: What?
Me: I need to go home, will you cover for me?
BB: I don’t under stand.
Me: I am sick, I have sharp pains in my stomach and I know I will be puking in a little while, will you work my shift?
BB: Oh, you are sick?
Me: Yes…
BB: You go home?
Me: I want to but I need you to cover me.
BB: OK I will cover, if you are not coming in tomorrow call Little Boss and let him know.
Me: Thank you and I will do that.

I go home, drink several bottles of pepto just so I can sit on the coach. Around 6 am I just know I will not be able to come in to work so I call Little Boss, and as usual I get his voice mail, you know the one he never calls back from.

Me: Boss I am not coming in today I feel like crap, and cannot be very far from the rest room. Let me know if there is any trouble, you have my cell phone.

I crash hard.

Around 3:30pm I wake up, now mind you I work a swing shift so this is my usual start time. Wife 1.0 comes in to check on me, we chat for a bit, I ask if little or big boss called, no she tells me no one has called. Oh good, I wander into the rest room have a nice hot shower, put on clean pajamas and my robe and move out to the living room. I have a bowl of oat meal and start to feel a little normal.

At this point I was feeling ok, and I thought hey I should be able to make it in tomorrow, so I send my bosses an email saying that I will be in normal time on Thursday.

An hour later I get an email back from Big Boss:

Why you no switch shifts?
No one told me, who is working swing shift today?
Why did you not call me?


Come in right now.


So I call, little boss worked his normal shift, Big boss worked his normal shift. So I head in.

Turns out little boss “didn’t get the message” So all this I get yelled at and have to work while I am sick. Bastards…

I got even though, I coughed all over the phone, the printer, the paper for the printer and ever surface I knew they would touch.

Soon I get this email saying:

I can work swing shift. But your contact was too late.
You should tell me, if you can't get to change shifts this morning.
I may prepare to work swing shift.


You are a maintenance leader.
I'm looking forward to your good job.


Oh sure I am the lead in the fracking department, but can I get a day shift? No. So the title, it seems, can only be held over my head and servers no real purpose.

I know you want to know if little boss got yelled at as well as me, in short no. I really need a new job.

Friday, January 22, 2010

It is done.

Well this week month has very simple been a pain. New bread line install, paperwork filed away PO’s needed to be justified… I have not had a moment’s peace since the New Year started.

I have applied to several companies in the area, seeing what is out there and have found not much really. So very interesting companies are hiring, and I would like to work for them simple because they are well known. So we will see.

So now it seems I am the only one who, until this install, had ever put an entire line in. Oh sure, drop in replacements and such. But I mean the entire line, lay-out test run, power and air. Anchor the thing down and run production. I found this out the hard way, I walked in Tuesday to see all of the equipment anchored down, so I ask How was the test run?

We had not done a test run yet, seems we wanted it bolted down before that. Well we only had to cut 10 anchors before the equipment was in the right place.

My work, in no way should be confused with brain surgery. I have a simple job make things go vroom vroom. Well not vroom per say, but I giggle when I type vroom and poo for that matter. But come on, some times, well every time I have installed a line it is a game of quarter inches. I can rig it in sight and be damn close, but I will need to move one piece or maybe 2 just a bit to get it to run perfect. Well yeah, that did not happen this time. But it is done now, and I no longer have to move it around so it is all good.

I have smoked, twice in the last 2 weeks, I got rather hot a few times. And well yeah, but I did not buy any. And they were days a part. OK I failed, but I have not given up. I just might find I need to smoke every so often, or maybe I should find a new line of work. Maybe I will become a porn writer…

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Things found

Tim Curry
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William Shatner, Leonard Nimoy
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Tom Cruise
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michael gambon and alan rickman
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Thats all I have for tonight...

Monday, January 4, 2010

two oh one oh

2009… on into 2010…


That seems a strange number to my hands. More so than normal change in numbers like 2008 to 2009… very odd feeling 2009 to 2010. Just feels not right, not wrong either just not right… Ah well enough of my insane ramblings on to the decade that will become known as “Twenteens”, I claim it now, it is mine all mine…

So this last decade was 10 years… yeah just 10. I was married the entire time so I got that going for me. Got my school loans paid off… Finally… and that’s about it…

Next decade should be something along the lines of; been married the entire decade… incurred more school debt and have not smoked anything other than meat… that’s about it. No grand goals, no plan to become more than I am. Don’t get me wrong, I will be going ahead with schooling and such. I will be improving myself, like maybe stop drinking soda and stop using salad dressing.

But all I want is small things, minor changes rather than huge undertakings. I will get to the top of Everest, but I will do it one step at a time. That way I will not get over-whelmed I will be able to get it all done in a pace that is realistic as well as tolerable for me and my wife.

That’s all I have for now…