Well, it looks like I finally get out of here on Saturday, my 7 days has turned into 18, and as soon as I touch down I get to hop in my car and drive 11 hours to get to another customer, yay me.
At least I’m being payed decently for this much running around, but being stuck in a mancamp like this makes me appreciate the ease of mobility I have, thanks to that wonderful invention, the automobile. Nothing is within walking distance, and driving my personal vehicle up here is out of the question, and the prices at the onsite commissary remind me of the folk song “Sixteen Tons” ” St. Peter don’t ya’ call me ’cause I can’t go, I owe my soul to the company store” $22 for a cheap bath towel.
Ta Ta For Now.
Well, it looks like I’m being pimped out again, this time to the Canadians. I’ve spent two weeks digging up documentation from stuff I did over 30 years ago, and the office ends up filling out the forms wrong, so now I have to wait for people to get back to the office after the Great Long Weekend, apparently it lasts over a week.
According to the Canadian office I’m a Mexican citizen, well with the US passport, which I sent them a scan of, I pretty sure that won’t fly. So either these people are very bad at doing their jobs, or, like most Canadian Border agents, they are looking for an excuse to get an US citizen banned from Canada.
Don’t know which it is, but until it’s straightened out, I ain’t going. Not real thrilled about spending 2-3 months in Fort McMurray anyway, but the money’s good.
Yep, it’s my birthday, and I spent it working in a filthy, dusty, cramped, hot control cabinet. I volunteered to convert that cabinet, because of the three of us doing the upgrade, I was the skinniest, at 230 lbs and considered “morbidly obese” by the BMI charts, that is kind of scary.
Other than being hot and sweaty, I did nothing to celebrate my day of birth, and it doesn’t bother me in the least, it just reminds me that I’m getting old.
The only other thing I have to comment about is the fact that my roommate is utterly useless at being a roommate.
Well, I’m heading out to meet up with some friends in Chicago so we can get up at the asscrack of dawn and head to Cincy, which happens in Dayton this year, but then it hasn’t actually been in Cincy in over 20 years so… The Scirocco GTG in Cincy, a very enjoyable weekend each June, even more so that the Bonelli GTG in San Dimas, CA, mostly because I can drive my Scirocco to Cincy in a day, I’ve done it, it’s a long day, but very doable.
Officially it is just a 1 day even , but we seem to stretch it to 3, lots of stories, and catching up and working on 30+ year old vehicles.
Well TTFN, off to have fun.
Yep, you heard right, I’m giving up on school, for a bit. I’m kinda burned out right now and my work schedule is getting a bit too hectic, again. So no BS this year, besides I need to pay down my loans some. Now to make the calls and drop the classes, FREEDOM.
Hectic can be good or it can be bad, but mostly it’s just meh. My boss keeps pimping me out to keep my utilization numbers up without horribly over charging to real projects, I was raised on a farm, I can milk with the best of ’em. As an added bonus, the guy that I was supposed to replace on this product line refuses to give up his customers and, more importantly, his 5 figures in OT. So I am being pimped out to everyone he can find that needs an extra body, but this has the hidden benefit of my getting sent to all sorts of training too, bad for my productivity, but good for staving off my boredom and getting me out of my house.
Speaking of added training, next month I get to go to a 2 week course on installation and calibration of Mass Spectrometers, this sounds like a good gig, not that I think I’ll do a lot of installs on these, but the installs will be all over the world, so lots of travel. I can live with that.
Okay, my babbling is done, everyone have a great day.
Well, it’s been awhile, but I’ve had very little to say. Too cold to do anything other than kind of hibernate. Been feeling a little off for a bit over a month now. It started as a head cold, but after the first week it settled into my lungs and won’t let go. I can almost feel myself gurgle. Well, I’d better get something done, even if it’s wrong.
Well, it’s a new year, same as the old year, same problems, same annoyances, same anti-motivational clap trap that keeps me from wanting to even leave my house long enough to get food. But I will muster the energy and keep plodding forward, as I must, if I don’t I can’t do the Fun Stuff, no Goth Cruise this year, but definitely next year, Not-Cincy this year, absolutely, even if it is no longer in Cincy, Street Machine Nationals, already registered, Bonelli mkI GTG, it’s a 28 hr drive, but a doable drive, as long as the Scirocco doesn’t let me down.
I know some of you might be reading that and saying” oooo, he’s depressed”, no, no I’m not, it’s just that I’m in northern Wisconsin and it’s COLD outside, -2 currently, with a -23 wind chill, it kinda saps a guys strength, I must be getting old,I’m actually considering moving the Arizona or New Mexico.
But to everyone out there:
Have a Happy and Bountiful New Year.