Missionaries came to this placeThey taught us manners-
Now us cannibals all say grace!
-Voltaire, Cannibal Buffet
Today was kind of an odd day, as I was called in late, and got out early. There are, obviously, few calls for a truck driver when there's no one in the field, and nothing needs to be delivered. However, a good day to push paperwork, so that's what we did. Sometimes I wonder about these superiors of mine.
Well, apart from that, thank yous to one Patrick Valenza for the above artwork, reminds me of the graveyard I used to sometimes walk in when I was a little kid back in East Hartford. Well, that was another time, another place, as they say. Things are on a pretty even keel, though strangely I kept getting shaken and poked all night, so didn't get a lot of sleep. I woke up at about 1 this morning to someone shaking my shoulder, though what they wanted I don't know. Of course, there was no one there, (who would be in my house at 1 in the morning? Actually never mind, don't answer that). But the time has come (almost) to file divorce paperwork in Connecticut! I'm both excited and filled with trepidation. It'll hopefully be easy, although I don't like to dwell much on my ex. She has her own life, and I can say with all honesty, I want nothing to do with her, I can say without bitterness.
Well, apart from that, thank yous to one Patrick Valenza for the above artwork, reminds me of the graveyard I used to sometimes walk in when I was a little kid back in East Hartford. Well, that was another time, another place, as they say. Things are on a pretty even keel, though strangely I kept getting shaken and poked all night, so didn't get a lot of sleep. I woke up at about 1 this morning to someone shaking my shoulder, though what they wanted I don't know. Of course, there was no one there, (who would be in my house at 1 in the morning? Actually never mind, don't answer that). But the time has come (almost) to file divorce paperwork in Connecticut! I'm both excited and filled with trepidation. It'll hopefully be easy, although I don't like to dwell much on my ex. She has her own life, and I can say with all honesty, I want nothing to do with her, I can say without bitterness.
On the other hand, I learned what a busman is, and what a busman's holiday is. Kind of interesting, I guess it's kind of like taking your work home with you. This I try not to do, except for the fact that uniforms do on occasion get pretty grungy, especially in my job. But that's what they pay me for. Someday someone will design a truck bed for us tall guys, so we don't have to load heavy equipment hunched over- 20 years of this and I'll be looking like Quasimodo. Actually this is just for the smaller trucks, which we use for chow runs- they have the advantage and disadvantage of being covered beds, allowing us to transport food in mermites (big tub-like structures) with relative ease. Of course, being the biggest guy in the unit means also I can lift the most weight. Remind me again what the upside to all this is? Well, the upside is, among other things, a job well done. No doubt the sun will rise, the spring will come, and life will march onwards.
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