So it's Tuesday, but not any ordinary Tuesday, oh no. It's the Tuesday that comes before Wednesday, Wednesday being tomorrow.
Now just before you get too excited I have to tell you that the previous paragraph doesn't mean anything to me. So...I guess you're on your own there.
Last nights shift went well, I left for work later than usual, mainly because I wasn't paying attention to the time. Less than 500 metres away from my house my legs begin to feel a bit hot, and then the heat turned to burning, which in turn brought pain. Hobbling to work I began thinking of ways to get out of the shift, but I'd rather not get fired so I said nothing about my legs.
I get to work and the doors are locked, thankfully my legs get a chance to cool down for a moment.
The shift starts and I find out we're working six palets of backstock, now considering the backstock all gets worked on the Sunday night I'm pretty pissed at the fact Geoff "Bearded Midget" Barthop has told us to do these six palets.
We get them done, goto break, come back and work the stuff we were originally supposed to.
Once that's done The Bearded Midget continues his onslaught of shit by telling me I have to face up the isles in a different way. After half an hour he begins to complain that I'm not going fast enough and that most of the isle should've been faced from the previous day (bullshit). For the next two hours all I hear from this little whiney shit is "come on Paul you're going too slow, you should be done BLAH BLAH BLAH FUCKING BLAH"
At this point I feel like I'm going to bust out and stab the little shit, he does next to nothing all night and thinks he can tell me that I'm not doing enough?
So, I'm pretty sure if I find him even hinting shit towards my direction he's going to find himself six foot under opposed to three foot above
I had last Saturday night off which was good, and then got progressively boring as the night went on.
I've got the final design for my next guitar, I think it looks the part, thoughts?
I have to apologise, these journal entries are getting longer and shittier by the day.
I'll make it up in some way.
Hope you're all doing good
Now just before you get too excited I have to tell you that the previous paragraph doesn't mean anything to me. So...I guess you're on your own there.
Last nights shift went well, I left for work later than usual, mainly because I wasn't paying attention to the time. Less than 500 metres away from my house my legs begin to feel a bit hot, and then the heat turned to burning, which in turn brought pain. Hobbling to work I began thinking of ways to get out of the shift, but I'd rather not get fired so I said nothing about my legs.
I get to work and the doors are locked, thankfully my legs get a chance to cool down for a moment.
The shift starts and I find out we're working six palets of backstock, now considering the backstock all gets worked on the Sunday night I'm pretty pissed at the fact Geoff "Bearded Midget" Barthop has told us to do these six palets.
We get them done, goto break, come back and work the stuff we were originally supposed to.
Once that's done The Bearded Midget continues his onslaught of shit by telling me I have to face up the isles in a different way. After half an hour he begins to complain that I'm not going fast enough and that most of the isle should've been faced from the previous day (bullshit). For the next two hours all I hear from this little whiney shit is "come on Paul you're going too slow, you should be done BLAH BLAH BLAH FUCKING BLAH"
At this point I feel like I'm going to bust out and stab the little shit, he does next to nothing all night and thinks he can tell me that I'm not doing enough?
So, I'm pretty sure if I find him even hinting shit towards my direction he's going to find himself six foot under opposed to three foot above
I had last Saturday night off which was good, and then got progressively boring as the night went on.
I've got the final design for my next guitar, I think it looks the part, thoughts?
I have to apologise, these journal entries are getting longer and shittier by the day.
I'll make it up in some way.
Hope you're all doing good
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