Have you ever had one of those days…. I thought it might be a bad day when I first logged on at work and someone asking in “no uncertain terms” for a document that I had sent to the three times yesterday….go check your email. Well at least its Friday.
Had to rush to be on time for my MRI …why, I only had to wait 1 ½ hrs to get in and was on the table for another ½ hr before the guy came in to inject the “contrast” (radio active stuff that makes me want to be sick.) To top that off, he prceeds to drive a needle in my shoulder about the size of a 16p nail. (almost had to change my shorts on that one.) Then comes the last straw…no heavy lifting for 24 hrs. When I asked what his definition of heavy lifting was, he looks at me like I am kidding and said “ Well, let just say anything more than 5 lbs.” Well there goes my night in the shop.Well at least its Friday
Finaly after spending 3 hrs there, I get back on the road. The cell starts going off. People want this, people want that….don’t these people realize that not only do I have a punture wound that would leak wood glue (thought it was for a while.) but I just spent an hour shoved into a space smaller than my trash can. What nerve they have….well at least its Friday.
Get back home, log back on to work, some numbskull has take it upon themselves to schedule conference calls for me….the only problem, they scheulded them all for the same time. Well, at least its Friday.
Time to take my son to scouts for his weekend campout. After arriving early, someone says “where’s your uniform” to which my briliant son replies, at home, on my bed. A lot of good it does him there, back in the truck (driving was another no no they told me.) He changes into his uniform, and back we go. This thing is really starting to ache. By the time I get back, another dozen phone messages, 45 emails and the dog just releived himself by the front door. Well at least I have a daughter to clean that one up.
Finally get everything caught up….or so I thought. Forgot about the people I have working on the west coast. They owe me a document. Call them up and ask when I might expect it, “close of business.” Okay, is that close of business on the east coast or the west coast? “West coast” Great. That means my day is now extended till 8 PM, and that’s if they don’t stay late.
Well its 8 PM, I have everything I need. Get the combined document out and make a few phone calls, I have to call everyone on their cell because they are already home having a beer. Wait, I work from home, its after hours, “Pop, Fizz, gurgle,gurgle” AH…needed that, its Friday.
Its good to be back online with friends. People who have a sence of humor and understand what is important in life. Making something with your own hands. I really miss you all today. Thanks for letting me vent. Tomorrow SAWDUST!
Wait…oh no….the phone is ringing…..nope, not going to do it…not going to answer….its Friday.
-- Greg - Charles Town, WV