Rome or Rose the Riveter I am not
It may be a foregone conclusion that when Rome comes back from the month long vacation that I will be departing. I am not as fast as he or anyone else it seems. In the time it takes me to type this five fans could have been put together. I would still be on the first one. How does it make me feel? Well - lousy, duh.
My new task to put air conditioning units together for Chuck and the rest in electronics yielded a trial success rate of 40%. Thanks for trying - go back to blade assembly. The only reason I have not been inundated with blades and parts is that for the past two days that operating line has been down for repair. I do not expect such luck to continue. They will fix it.
Regrettably this gig now brings back memories of trying to learn mail routes and making sure I stay on for the summer. Both succumbed - probably to the inevitable.
I think the Sibley clone goes by the name of Sean. He, Chuck, and Bill sat at the same table as I for lunch. They discussed work, previous temp assignments, and injuries. Bill ended up at a place where the managers drove people into fisticuffs. One person had been a temp there for eight years. Sibley clone remarked that sometimes people stay in a bad situation due to fear, the fear that somehow anything they find or come across will be worse than what they left. Health benefits come up with the injuries. That so reminds me of a job I had in Bellingham. I was good at it but I did not want to do it forever. I had higher goals and aspirations then. David Joule told me that there would be a good chance if I stayed on I would move to full time with benefits, like dental plans.
Yesterday after work I crashed on the bed only to have my mother want to go out to eat. I struggled but got up. She had a free dinner coupon for the Keg Steakhouse. After her Steak and Lobster and my Sirloin, we returned home and I immediately went to sleep.
Tomorrow - more rivets unless Rondo goes crazy and fires people, which from Chuck and Bill's mouth happens quite a lot.
My new task to put air conditioning units together for Chuck and the rest in electronics yielded a trial success rate of 40%. Thanks for trying - go back to blade assembly. The only reason I have not been inundated with blades and parts is that for the past two days that operating line has been down for repair. I do not expect such luck to continue. They will fix it.
Regrettably this gig now brings back memories of trying to learn mail routes and making sure I stay on for the summer. Both succumbed - probably to the inevitable.
I think the Sibley clone goes by the name of Sean. He, Chuck, and Bill sat at the same table as I for lunch. They discussed work, previous temp assignments, and injuries. Bill ended up at a place where the managers drove people into fisticuffs. One person had been a temp there for eight years. Sibley clone remarked that sometimes people stay in a bad situation due to fear, the fear that somehow anything they find or come across will be worse than what they left. Health benefits come up with the injuries. That so reminds me of a job I had in Bellingham. I was good at it but I did not want to do it forever. I had higher goals and aspirations then. David Joule told me that there would be a good chance if I stayed on I would move to full time with benefits, like dental plans.
Yesterday after work I crashed on the bed only to have my mother want to go out to eat. I struggled but got up. She had a free dinner coupon for the Keg Steakhouse. After her Steak and Lobster and my Sirloin, we returned home and I immediately went to sleep.
Tomorrow - more rivets unless Rondo goes crazy and fires people, which from Chuck and Bill's mouth happens quite a lot.