Simple Math & a Meloncholy Day

Ok if ever any of my reader/s have wondered why I zone out after awhile in game, its simple really, I'm tired. That is why when I received my last massage I was making slight joyful sounds, because it just really felt great!

My average day starts at 5 am est., or at least I'm supposed to get up at that time. I usually hit the snooze to much and have jump up and out. But at work my job is to build a minimum of 200 parts, each weighing in at 65 lbs. Simple math says that's not alot of weight, 65 x 200 = 13,000 lbs lifted in 8 hours. ( I do it in 7 so I can leave early. ~.^ )

Here is were it gets tricky, I first have to fill my stock, guy before me leaves me completely empty. So instead of stocking for 200 parts I have to stock for roughly 300 parts. Then before I can start the count on my parts I have to fill the system back up so that's an additional 15 more. Now the fun begins.

Ok now I get to start counting my parts, because I have to unload them as well. So what started out as 13,000 lbs now gets tripled, because I stock the parts, load & build the parts, then I have to unload them off a hanging conveyor onto a parts rack. So now my 13,000 lb day goes to 39,000 lb day in 7 hours. ( damn I'm getting tired just thinking about it) On top of all that I also have to move the full racks around, but I wont even bother trying to figure the weight on those monstrosities.

Hope you enjoyed my math lesson. ~.^


Melon day, pffffffffffffffffffffffffft!!!!!!!!!!.

My day started off pretty good, got up early, chatted with my Kiwi friend, the one that's invited me to go visit. Got into work with time to spare even. Then around 8 am my head started going everywhere, my mood changed and I started looking for the exit! Funny thing is I wasn't the only one looking, acting and feeling this way. A few folks I talk with everyday were in the same funk, tons on their minds.

So at 9:20 my partner and I had set up 80 parts each so I bolted! Thoughts of not returning were racing through my head and sending the signal to my legs. I took off went and grabed some breakfast and the morning paper at a local corner mart, and yes I returned to work. No one that could get me into trouble noticed my absence, so I was good to go. With a satisfied tummy and caffeine to keep me rolling I did just that.

Was running on my station, built 200 parts in 6 hours. ( woohoo, gimme 5 up high, down low, to slow! rofl, ~.^ ) My reward from my super for this feat? I got moved over to help t-bone build-up since I had already finished my quota for the day, GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!


( Side note; just seconds before I bolted for the front door in the am a friend was walking by and snapped a pic of me, she put in the caption, " I hope you never get this pissed off at me!" I forwarded it to myself with the exact words that came to my mind at that time. But after getting to calm down, run some errands and get home and sit for a few, I read it again. I deleted the picture because, it was not a good pic, the look I had, you'ld think I was ready to kill someone. =( As for the words that accompanied the pic? Well as I was reading them here at home 2 things struck me about them. For one, they were in a context very much like something I just read and did not want that sweet person thinking I was copying them. Oh, yeah, the second thing that struck me was, that as I was reading it, I swear I could here the bitnick soundings of bongos in the background as if I were in a smokey poetry cafe putting out my angry words for all to clap at.

Hahaha! So yeah I deleted it too. =)