Well here I am. Back to blogging at 2am. That exciting feat that starts my day off on the right foot... by not falling asleep at work. That's one hell of a goal isn't it? Well let me tell you this. It's one of those “easier said than done” kinda things. Let me recap on this mornings events...
Woke up- 1:29am
(Suppose to leave the house-1:30am)
Running around getting dressed, finished-1:32am
Making a sandwich for work and a half for breakfast, finished-1:36am
Found giant roach on the ceiling-1:37am
Attacked him with Raid (after I searched for it)-1:38am
Packed up laptop-1:39am
Gave Shane a kiss before I left-1:40am
Had to go back to find my jacket-1:41am
Poured drink, Kissed bird, Got stuff and finally left-1:42am
Realized (after I'm at the end of the road) I left my cell, Oh well-1:43am
Almost hit deer #1-1:45am (yes, deer #1... because....)
Almost hit deer #2-1:47am
Panicking-1:50am
Arrived to work-1:57am
Lovely. So I was almost late to work, almost wrecked twice. Succeeded in forgetting my cellphone and I'm STILL tired! Sucks, don't it? I should have grabbed that icing this morning. Ooo a truck. Brb. Okay, but yeah. I should have grabbed some icing to try and liven me up a bit... too bad I didn't. I thought about it but I was pressed for time, as you now know. This Swish program I'm trying to learn is still kicking my ass. I still managed to have both items dragging instead of just one item dragging. They are acting like it is one item... but it's not. I'm so lost. Lol. Not that you're going to understand any of this, but you know how it is.
Omg, my eyes are still heavy from that Seroquel. Sucks. I finally find something that will put me to sleep, only it sucks bc when I wake up, it's still working... I know. I'm never satisfied. But I can't help it! YOU try going to sleep in the middle of the day! It's still light outside, your boyfriend is across the street fishing, your bird is just chirping away, the ducks are all gathered in your front yard yapping at each other while they're chillin out in the shade... that's a good days material right there. Why would you want to sleep through that? I'd want to be out there In the daylight fishing WITH they boyfriend, FEEDING the ducks and most likely Slapping the bird... Oh, which reminds me. I got my bird to say “pretty bird.” I find it exciting. Don't ask. I take pride in stuff like that. Like if I hit my nail on the table top and few times, the bird will do the same only with his beak. He'll do that to get my attention too. Hit his beak on the wall or cage, or whatever is closest to him. He was doing that Monday and I got up at 8:30 thinking someone was knocking on the door. Lol. Then I curled up on the couch and slept til 12:35... I didn't mean to. I was tired... like now. Now I need a pill to counter act the Seroquel and wake me up... that'd be nice. I want to sleep so bad. And it hasn't even been an hour yet. 2:49am. Truck left... 2:53. I'm gunna try and rest... I just really hope I don't fall asleep... We'll see.
Well I fell asleep off and on. But I think I'm good now. Terry came in here and talked with me for a little while. So that was kewl. I feel better now that I had a reason to stay up. I'm awake! Woo! I think those little naps helped me a lot too. Not only that, I've got a little source of entertainment coming over the truckers radio. Check it out. Haha.
These were actually said, I'm bored. That's why I'm typing them...
“I really need to talk to Tumbleweed, I got back my test results. “
“Tumbleweed tossed my salad. “
“Thats what they call ass to mouth today. “
“Tumbleweed kissed each other in the shower pool. “
“I am heterosexually challenged. “
“MilkyLicker, is anyone going to fire island tonight. “
“She was not a very good time. (Rice Salomi?) if you know what I mean. “
“The truck drivers getting each other off for (something) hole. “
“Don't give a candy bar to the first person who can spell racecar backwards. “
“This is MilkyLicker. I challenge you, please spell racecar backwards, it will make me very happy. “
“(something) I'm following you. “
“Yes, it's very powerful, I got it on ebay. “
“It's got magical powers. “
“Have you been drinking sir? “
“My name is not Res, it's MilkyLicker... you bastard. “
“Can I play (something) sexy topic. What is everyone dressing as for Halloween?”
“Im dressing up as a trucker with a little zippy vest and a strap on. “
“And nuthugger jeans. “
“ATTN Ladies and gentleman. This is MilkyLicker. Hello.”
“I can talk all I want you piece of shit.”
“MilkyLickeerrrrrr!”
“You would go platinum if you recorded that song.”
“MilkyLicker, can anyone spell racecar backwards please. Come on.”
I think they got out of signal bc I haven't heard him for a while now. They said something about a red sun dress, but I didn't catch it bc I was talking to Terry. I'm sure there's a lot of this conversation that I missed. But that's alright. Wow, yeah. So my job has its entertainment. Just wish it would come at a better time. Lol.
I got another Dentist appointment Thursday. Just to check up and see how things are going. Making sure I'm not in any pain or anything. That should be a short visit. But we'll see. Right now I'm eating some Cheetos. I'm wanting to doze off again, that's why I grabbed those. I hate eating this early. But it keeps me up. Blah. And I hear people complaining about their Publix deli jobs, and their lifeguarding jobs, their retail jobs, their office jobs... try getting up at 12:30, when most of you are just getting to sleep, and putting on an itchy uniform that you have to wear for 8 hours straight (if not longer) while you deal with nasty, smelly truck drivers and annoying employees that come in and pour their philosophy of life onto your lap and you have no choice but to stop what you're doing and listen and politely nod your head and agree. If you go against them, they will only stay longer. Not only that, but what if you forget your lunch? You don't get a break here. Once you're here, you're stuck. You are the only one on duty until your relief comes in at the end of your shift. And even then they want to stand around and talk forever bc they know they have a long day ahead of them and want the first few minutes to go by faster... while you're standing in the door holding all your belongings that you brought to try and keep you busy, you're barely able to open the door bc of all the stuff, and they sit there and yap until they actually get a truck to occupy them. That's when you squeeze in your “Alright, well I'm outta here” and haul ass. Fun, ain't it?
Man, one of the philosophers just left outta here. Oh well, what can you do about it? You kinda like the company at first bc it's someone to talk to. But once they get thru the initial introduction and they see you're comfortable they'll pounce on you with whatever it is they want to push on you. And they ask you simple questions that seem like a basic part of conversation, but then they'll pull that information and use it on you. So sometimes it's better to be anti-social around here. Depending on who you're with.
I would've been pissed if I hit that damn deer this morning. Man, I keep thinking about that. I was doing 60 and it was just calmly walking across the street. I had to slam on breaks. Go deer! Now I know what Ron White was talking about in his joke. “You know why you can't catch a deer? The bullet is going too fast. Slow it down to about 30mph. Put a horn and headlights on it...” Lol. That's the first thing I thought of after the situation was over with. 3 hours and 30 more minutes to go. Well, 3 hours and 28 minutes to go. It's 6:32.
Another philosopher just left. But that was a short conversation. No philosophy involved this time around. Yes! Lol. Talking to the guys around here is kinda nice. I mean, you hear their stories and some of them are like.. Wow. Like this one little boy, he says things to other people and they realize what this boy is going thru. Like his mother is having sex with random guys while he's in the bed with them. And he's 4 years old. She drinks a lot of liquor and Budweiser and she has him out at like 3 in the morning sometimes. He had 27 bruises on his back. Some psychologist or something the boy went to asked him about it. And he said that “Momma beats me with a belt all the time. And she locks me in the closet and I sleep on the floor.” It's amazing the stuff people do. That little boy shouldn't be going through all that. Can you imagine what he'd think of his mother if he remembers that once he's older? Ugh, people are a mess, I swear.
Tim Evans, back again. The Cardinal driver. Ugh. 7am... Can I come it yet? I can't wait. Fortunately I've got 11 minutes before I've got to deal with him. He comes in with his head held high and his little blue tooth head set on. Telling ME to hold on while he finishes his conversation. Ugh. Then just yells in his oh-so-confident voice TRUCK! .. then his number. AND TRAILER .. and then That number. Then before I can ask, spits out his pick-up number and says he needs a hat bc he hasn't bought one yet. What's it going to take him to remember to buy one? Just wait til he gets lice from wearing those hats that other people have been wearing. He'll come in scratching his head. He already comes in and gets dressed... I'm serious. He will sit right there behind the counter and put some pants on. And then when he leaves, he takes them back off. Like he can't put them on while he's waiting in his truck for 30 minutes until 7 o clock comes around. It just adds to his “confidence” I guess. Who knows. 6:59. He's gunna be calling soon. And I've got to get off here now bc it's about that time.. but I think I'm gunna push it a little more. Lol. It's still dark and still slow. And there he is calling me... 7:01. Doesn't even ask for a hat. Just says HAT! Lol ass. That and he basically lays on top of the counter to grab the other book bc that's the one he signs instead of just waiting for me to give it to him. AssHOLE. Lol. Anyways, It's 7:14 and things are starting to pick up, so off I go. See ya!
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