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Date: 3/26/2021 10:54:00 PM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 5940
Authors note , I have just found out that Hekler got sacked from his job. Please send any donations to his second home near Palm Beach, Florida. Thank you.  |
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Date: 3/26/2021 11:19:00 PM
From Authorid: 5301
...I'm now the head groundskeeper at an exclusive golf club. They've had a gopher problem and I'm just the guy to fix things up.  |
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Date: 3/26/2021 11:26:00 PM
From Authorid: 5301
...in my defense, I was hard to find because I was doing what the other employees were standing around talking about...working. |
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Date: 3/27/2021 12:01:00 AM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 5940
I suppose that work fascinates you and you could watch it all day? |
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Date: 3/27/2021 9:29:00 AM
From Authorid: 5301
...sure, watching people work is always interesting but it often leaves less work for you. I used to work with one guy that would find a nice quiet place and then nap out for a couple of hours. Good times. He wasn't very useful anyway. |
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Date: 3/27/2021 10:01:00 AM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 5940
That reminds me of a factory job I had, they sometimes hired through temporary employment services. On the overnight sanitation crew they were searching for a temp employee that didn’t return from lunch. Well, there were times when people would take lunch break and not return.... However, the temp in question was found sleeping in a tool cabinet. His loud snoring gave away his location. And he was immediately promoted to V.P. Of productivity. |
Date: 3/28/2021 9:16:00 AM
From Authorid: 21435
Hey Larry  Before I "saw the light," (some might say I never did, but anyway) I was on night shift and working alone (surrounded by approx. 5300 people) and got so exhausted that I couldn't hold my eyes open. The only thing I could think of was finding a nice quiet place and close my eyes for just a couple of minutes. (yeah, sure)Easier said than done. Like I said, I was alone on my job, but surrounded by thousands. So, I did my required work, made the proper reports and all that, but still found myself with two hours until I could go home. I was determined to "beat the feeling" and stay awake, but the flesh was getting weaker by the minute. I tried throwing all the stuff out of a closet and "napping vertical," (how do horses do that, anyway?) then I tried crawling up onto the overhead system of support and stretching out on a 12" steel I-beam. (vertigo) I finally settled on a 4X4 foot oil storage cabinet on top of an abandoned overhead fan. It was a little cramped, but evidently I passed out. I awoke, five hours later. Artificial light was coming through the nail holes in the cabinet and I was totally freaked out. Luckily, it was a Saturday and the "really" conscientious people were on their time off. It was also pouring rain. I managed to find my relief (I told him that I had got food poisoning from eating a half gallon of tainted ice cream and was in the latrine for five hours. I think he bought it.) put on one of those canary yellow, rubber raincoats and passed through the gate, complaining about the weather.....Keep up the good work.  Write on......  |
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Date: 3/28/2021 9:35:00 AM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 5940
Well Kronk, the way I see it we all need our chance to catch-up on our much needed rest. I once had to make an ill fated trip back home from the Midwest to California via a Greyhound bus....it was either that or take my chances hitchhiking and hope I didn’t come across any female serial killers that hated lounge chairs. It was going to be a minimum three day ride and of course I had the option to lay over in the larger cities and get a hotel room, but being at the bottom of the barrel as far as financial freedom goes, I was still a slave to poverty at that time. Therefore I opted to head straight through and told my fellow passengers both near and far, that should I fall asleep don’t bother going through my pockets unless you have a fetish for lint. Also, that I would appreciate a heads up when I reached my destination of downtown Lost Angles. Have you experienced the joys of going Greyhound and as they used to advertise...leave the driving to us? I couldn’t sleep but 20 to 30 minutes at a time since that particular bus stopped at every nook and cranny small town all along the Southwest. I saw saw tribal lands I never knew existed and let me tel you I gained a lot of respect for Native American life. I could go on but no doubt L . E. D. is probably wanting you to buy a round....until then, bottoms up. |
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Date: 3/30/2021 7:03:00 AM
From Authorid: 27403
EEEEEK! Sherry  |
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Date: 3/30/2021 7:17:00 AM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 5940
Good to see u Sherry. |
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Date: 4/2/2021 9:09:00 AM
From Authorid: 21435
Hey Larry Ahhhh, yes. I walked to school for twelve years and had no real experience in riding a bus. I was also, possibly, the worst example of an introvert that I have seen in my entire life. "They" put me on a bus and sent me away, about 1400 miles, and I really thought that I'd never, ever, get there. L.E.D. is passed out in a corner of "the white room." (He got into the cooking sherry, last night.) Take it easy, amigo, and remember: "never, ever, let go of the potato." Write on..... |
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Date: 4/2/2021 6:55:00 PM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 5940
As always Kronk, you are welcome and , well, I am an avid reader. Wether it be yourself, or L. E. D. , surely there must be a money trail.... |
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Date: 4/2/2021 10:13:00 PM
From Authorid: 5301
...I thought someone had been tasked with cleaning this mess up. |
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