Not much time here,
but got into it with the counter dude yesterday.
He comes walking out to the truck I am trying to strap down and starts barking about why it is taking so long.
Well, cause' I'm trying to remove this strap that is stuck in the groove, the strap needs to be chucked and put in a new one.
F*** that s***, he replies which is when I pretty much let off on him.
The first thing that came to mind - these people don't give a damn about safety. The second thing is that they aren't drivers and don't care if we get into trouble, it won't affect them. The third thing is we are full blown into the roadside check program that is going on through tomorrow - where they are pulling over commercial vehicles for 72 straight hours.
I was fuming pretty good for a while. The funny part about this is that this dude hadn't called the customer I was delivering to - I have no freedoms at this place at all, just do what I'm told and that's that, can't even get into the computer system, no juice to get into hardly any programs at all. Anyway, the dude wasn't answering the phone and it was over half an hour before I could leave anyway.
Whatever. Thursday. 2 more days of this. These 10 hour work days are a bit hard to get used to. I did it at the Chandler branch for a year and a half but that's been a while. About the time I'm hitting 8 hours on the clock my internal clock telling me it's time to go home!
Time's up, off to work.