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Random Observations —

Some random observations that came to mind while at work this evening: 1- Baby, It’s Cold Outside is really rape-y. Like really rape-y. Not all of it, mind you, but parts of it are really REALLY rape-y. “Baby don’t hold out”“Say what’s in this drink?”“What’s the sense of hurting my pride?”“I simply must go/The answer […]

Daydream —

As soon as I saw him, I thought Shit, here we go again. He fit a type I like: tall, broad shoulders, attractive face, and funny. He was to be my crew chief for the day and this was a ten hour call. Still, there were many distractions. First, and most prominently, there was the […]

Stress —

Sleep deprivation sucks. Nausea. Short temper. Easier to tears. Micro naps while I drive. And, frankly, I stop giving a fuck, at times acting like a bitch. It’s the busy season; I am very sleep deprived. When I woke up Sunday morning, my room was muggy and hot. I had gotten to sleep around 5am. […]

Location, Location, Location —

I work for about half a dozen different companies. However, there is one in particular I work for the most. They pay be more per hour and offer me more total hours than any of my other companies (score!). Still, there is one rather large downside to this particular arrangement: the location of the company’s […]

My Necklace —

I walked away quickly, checking that I had everything as I went, when it struck me… My neck was bare. Rushing back to the guard post, I asked him if he had my necklace. I dropped to the floor and looked all around his station. Standing, he said he had found it. His stand was […]

His Smell —

“You smell good.” Three of us sat on the plush couch. We’d speculated if he would sit in the center, snuggled between two attractive black women, or if he’d take the spot next to our white coworker, or just sit in a chair. When he did sit in between us, the joke became assigning him […]

Seasonal Financial Panic —

A few times a year, about once every season, I panic about money. Being in a job where the work is either feast or famine, it’s understandable that I have these fears. The funny part though is that since the end of my first year of working professionally, I can’t think of a time when […]

Three Moments —

1) “Do you know how to coil rigging rope?”Do I know how to coil rope? Hmm…One of my projects at work today was, simply, to coil rope. But not just any rope. 3/4 inch braided black nylon, with a blue accent. Two coils. 150′ in length, each. They sat on the warehouse’s concrete floor, two […]

Idiots —

I don’t consider myself a bitch, per se. I am highly opinionated, and, when it comes to my job, I am greatly annoyed when others do not know their shit. And so it happened that today I had to deal with an annoying dumbass. I’d worked with him before. For the first hour of our […]

Avoidance —

I often equate my job with being a hustler or a whore. Since I am a freelancer, I don’t work full time for any one company, though I pick and choose my gigs carefully. I work for about half a dozen different entities, going where the money is. Company X is my favorite. They pay […]