September 18, 2011
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the biker neighbors (a couple doors west of here) have peeps over. one of them parks their 80's something hearse on the street out front. upon closer inspection (walking past during one of our pooperdog walks), I had to laff when I see a clear decal in the back window showing two bloody hand prints
. nice day today (75 and pleasant), too bad I had to sleep most of it away in order to work tonight's shift
. oh well, two more 12 hour stints and the mid-week weekend is upon us (yay!!) and speaking of the stalag, we ran out of product last night (again...yeah, it happens a lot) about 8 hours in (yep, the big push to get product out the door, just to come to a complete halt when we run outta shit). I'm thinkin' they should just let us go home, but instead we cleaned, and built up stock at the sub assembly stations for the remaining 4 hours. we'll prob'ly have work tonight, and the boss will give us the big push speech again (seems they've hired helicopters to land in our parking lot to expedite what we build, in order to keep our customer from shutting its line down), just to run out of something else. it's frustrating! it's a wonder this place hasn't folded yet. some of the disgruntled workers (and there's many of us) simply slow down the line on purpose when they hear we're almost out of supplies, just so we don't have to clean (understandably so). anyway. I gotta hit the shower, and get ready for the madness.
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