Or night as it may be and I am working for half of that for at least the next few day.
The dreaded twelve hour shift.
Gotta love it.
Needless to say, it's three thirty in the morning, I just got home and I am tired.
I'm going to sit here for a few minutes and unwind, then I am going to go collapse into bed so I can get up and do it again.
There is a massive retro fit going on where I work on a multi million dollar machine.
When I say machine, I mean a three story tall monstrosity with many large and very heavy components.
They are completely redoing the computer system on it so there are electricians everywhere on top of the mechanical upgrades we are doing.
Of course because they have known we were doing this for well over a year now, the most common phrase I hear all day is "I don't know".
They tell you to start taking this three ton component that goes inside this monster apart so they can send some of it out for machine work.
OK, were do you want me to put all these parts?
"I don't know".
By the way, there are two of them.
Every time I ask a question, that is the answer I get.
There are pallets full of parts getting stuffed into every nook and cranny around the joint and the whole time they are still running production in all the other machines so it is hurry up and wait for a crane all the time.
If it ain't a crane it's a fucking forklift.
Every time I ask a question, that is the answer I get.
It is going to be one long and very fucked up week and then Saturday will be get in a rig and ride five hours one way to go to my Grandmothers funeral.
In case I have to point it out, it is probably be going to be kinda quiet on this blog for a few more days.
It's all I can do to keep up with the goings on in the world on my cell phone here and there.
I would like to take a moment and extend my sincere thanks to all of you who left such kind comments on the passing of my Grandmother, that was very unexpected and also very appreciated. you guys are the best.
Hang in there with me and I will get back to my usual caustic asshole self as soon as possible.
2 comments:
I remember USN sea journeys where we worked those hours. The old chiefs would say "quit complaining you're only working half days." Long shifts like this require that you pay special attention to safety. Eat well, get rest and stay safe.
Do what you need to do, Phil, we'll be here when you get back.
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