Working my hand to the bone
Friday night out with friends to the metro. The usual went on i got quite pissed up ran into matt from work at the bar he smacked me in the back of the head while i was on the dance floor i musta spun around 4 or 5 times drunkenly trying to figure out who did it before i seen him laughin his arse off with his dukes up. Ha on monday he told me hardly remembers that night too. ALso ran into Steve lachauns havnt seen him since public school caught up with him... sorta since i dont remember much of what was said. Had my pipe out at the bar was so much fun i just sat down and smoked and ppl just kept coming up to talk to me. All night i keep hearing "whoa is that a pipe" or "hey man whatcha smokin in there?... want me to pack some weed in it?".
Woke up saturday morning luckily in my own bed and to make it even better there was wendys sitting beside the bed musta bought it last night and never ate so a cold burger became a good breakfast and the fries well they became good garbage.
Sat and Sun was spent mostly chillin at home i believe drove my friends new car 2002 hyundai accent damn itd be nice to own a 2002. Finally patched the tube on my bike tire so i no longer have to steal my lil bros bike to get to work and back everyday.
Last two days been working fairly hard. Were quite busy with work and Al is on vacation this week. Just to illustrate today as we were trying to pull out a laneway off one job this van pulls up and cuts us off and blocks us in. Tim says what do you think this asshole is doing? Than a couple of geezers hop out and complain that they need us to put in an oil tank for the one. Then later on at that same job another dude pulls in and asks us the same thing ... thanks to the govt money making scams most people running oil have to get new tanks cause there old ones wont pass inspection even if there perfectly alright.
Later that day im working on trying to cut in a return air into a new furnace and its a fairly heavy gauge metal so i was trying to pull it out so i wouldnt have to fight with it so much to cut it and my grip slipped. I hit the floor by the time i even sat up blood was already spilling onto the floor (yes i bleed rivers) Tim starts yelling put pressure on it. i run outside with my hand wrapped in my shirt as not to get blood all over the clean floors. At the truck he puts some gause and tape all around it. I go to walk back and he says what are you doing get in your going for stitches. me no itll be fine ill have it looked at later Tim no get in you need stitches you wide open and i cant really argue with the boss. We werent far from town anyways 10 mins i go into the docs office say hi i cut myself and i think i need stitches the nurse says whats your name? me Casey Paddick. her Ohh Casey im sorry i didnt even recognize you come right back. (haha i thought dont feel to bad lady i dont know who you are either) she asked how it happend then she pulls the gauze back. her Ohh my god! i look down "hey is that my bone" her i think so you know what im just gonna wrap this back up untill the doctor gets here ... your good you didnt even flinch" i smile dont worry ive had worse. The doc comes in checks to make sure i can still move and feel everything with that thumb freezes me up and 5 stitches and 20 mins later im back on the job to work a ten hour day. woo so another scar to add to the collection.
Night All Casey