>In my continued theme of "I'm so tired I aint gonna make it" blogging here are today's 3 items of note:

1. I'm sunburnt in a very attractive 'coverall' way. You know, face and neck are red. It's sexy.

2. If someone tells me to 'calm down' I am 85% more likely to punch them in the throat.

3. I'm pretty sure Tweedle-dum (aka the Lady) is getting the ole' heeve ho out the refinery.

4. I find if you tell someone, "sir, I find you racist and unpleasant. Please don't talk like that around me" they tend to fear and loathe you a LOT more.

5. When my boss has an extremely nice and sweet toned voice during a conversation with someone else I fear for that person's life. It means he's trying Extra hard to not explode. Not that I've ever Seen him explode, it's just that I'm working directly with him a Lot more cause I'm working days and I'm learning him.

My Favorite thing is when my boss gets all spun up and angry. My least favorite thing is when he looks at me when I'm all spun up and angry with a look that says I'm too spun up. Although to give him credit he has NEVER told me to calm down.

Okay. That's it.

Now sleep then tomorrow more exciting adventures of "pray we don't blow up; wtf is wrong now; wtf is wrong with these people; where the hell did night shift move my equipment".

Gnite folks!

>Its just after 6pm and I’m home. I left here about 12 hours ago. After letting out the raging beasts and letting in the yowling feline I’m sitting. And sitting is good.
Here are the items I’ve taken out of my pockets:
-5 empty earplug wrappers
-my wallet
-assorted pens, sharpies, and screwdrivers.
-notebook
-leather gloves
-an empty chemical resistant glove wrapper with some used pH paper in it (pH of 3 if your the curious type)
-a paper cone cup; squished.
-a smoke alarm cover which was red and said *Remove from Alarm After Trailer is Occupied* I sat in a meeting with 20+ safety professionals in said trailer, none of them saw that. (This fills me with horror btw; but then again sometimes I’m also that stupid *shrugs*)

After I took off my coveralls I found I was wearing 3 sets of earplugs around my neck. The random thought was where did the other 2 pairs go?

My life has become about the Turnaround. It is both boring and exciting. Thrilling and horrifying and exhausting and angering and I still love it.
I’m tired.
*hugs*
-H.
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I will try to write tomorrow. I have stories…oh so many stories…

>My WTF Friday posting has been redacted as my boss called me in and said I didn’t have to work tomorrow.
That’s right.
I get a weekend off.
Bwahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
I’m free. free i say! freeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

>Good Morning it's Whatever I Want Wednesday!

I am Oh So Sleepy. I did that thing all night where I would wake up and look at my watch. Why you ask?, well. Because I needed to be in the plant around 5 to make some equipment go. And now its going and all I want to do is curl up and go sleepy-bye. 🙂 Methinks today may be an early day for Heather.

And I gotta tell ya. Watching little lights turn from green to yellow over and over again does not make for perkiness.

So. I have some news on the Heather's Ever Expanding Butt – front. (Okay, sidenote: that was pretty funny–butt-front. *snicker* I need more sleep)

Alright. Back to the ass-expansion. So, I was out for a friend's birthday Sunday. Was having a good time and chatting to yet another friend. Turns out his dream in life is to be a personal trainer. I raised an eyebrow and asked, wanna practice on me? Apparently Yes. Yes he does. <Insert happy Snoopy Dance here>

Personally, I have no motivation to actually work out. None at all. I don't understand walking if I'm not going somewhere, I've always found running painful (Ack! Flashback: trying out for wrestling team in HS and bra came unhooked as I ran the mile *shudder*) and in all honestly should there ever be someone or something chasing me I'm much better off fighting than running. I love Yoga, but again, it's that whole getting off my butt and actually going thing. I feel great when I actually do it. *shrugs* the couch is a mighty vortex.

So. Anywhoodle, I now have a personal trainer who see's me daily at work. And Holy Hell did I get the hairy eyeball as I ordered a chicken sandwich and fries for lunch yesterday. He told me to enjoy it, cause it was my last one. Then he hollered…and get some fruit!

*big cheezy grin* Love It!

Guess my days of slack-assery are at an end.

YAY! Sometimes I miss rough and tough me so it will be good to see her again. 🙂

Anywhoodle, have a great Wednesday. I'm still caffeinating; but soon that should kick in.

*hugs*

-H.

>O. M. G.
Oh. My. Flippin' Gawd.
I come out to the trailer to deploy some equipment. The 'interlopers' aka the lady and the dude aka tweedle-dum and tweedle-dee were not there. Nope. Not there.
Well. SURELY they will be back soon. SURELY. So. I wait 15 minutes. Then I call over the radio….tweedles? Hello, tweedles?
'Go for Tweedles'
Hey. This is Heather. I'm at the trailer. 'Oh. Uh. Oh. Okay. Um. Be there in, um, a minute'
Mmmmmkay. I think.
They finally arrived and informed me that they had had to tinkle. Yes. They use the term TINKLE.
Oh Goodie — Euphemisms.
This day ain't gonna end. Seriously.

>Happy Martin Luther King, Jr. Day. Its a Monday but I had the day off so it felt like a Sunday. Anyway, I say Whoops! Sorry.
Here is my 'medical monday' update– if you have an ankle that gets repeatedly injured AND you have a cat do NOT try to go down stairs all bleary-eyed at 5AM because said cat will trip you and leave said ankle fully sprained as you tumble down the stairs.
So, I instead of cleaning and organizing closets I practiced the RICE method of healing. Yes, that's the good stuff–rest, ice, compression, and elevation.
Anywhoodle. Happy Monday. Hope anyone who had to work today had a decent day.
Official turnaround start day is Wednesday. I am waving goodbye to my life and hello to insanity.
Goodnight all!
-H.

>So. Seriously. Its friday which means it's What the F friday. And oh Lawdy…

….The above grammatically challenged "sentence" was written at 8:17 in the morning on Friday while waiting for The Interlopers (aka the lady and the dude). They were late. I asked them to meet me on site at 8am and for the second day in a row they wandered on in just late enough to mess with my schedule. All I could say is that it bothers me on a professional level for people to be late. It just does. Don't get me wrong, it happens to the best of us. But when 'consulting' I would have rather spent 30 minutes waiting in my car because I got there early than dare be late. And it sure as heck wouldn't have happened 2 days in a row.

This TA coulda been fun. Well. As fun as such things could be. In a perfect world my old co-workers would have been down. I coulda been working nights. It woulda been AWESOME.

Instead. Well. It looks like its time for Heather to grow up, work, and work some more (my "inner" child says FUSS!). I will be scheduled with the Dude. So far he has made about 4 derogatory statements about women as well as confirming my suspicions regarding his inherent racism. So far the only thing that has gotten me through this is my co-worker. I talked about him a long time ago. We 'sarcasm' at each other. He heard me snap at these people in the lab on Friday morning and took them away on a walk thru of the FCC. Those couple hours of peace…well, they got me through.

Here's what I already knew. I am not meant to be a teacher. Nope.

It also helps when I was telling the sarcastic co-worker about the random anti-women commentary from the dude. Sarcastic co-worker looked at me and said something along the lines of "yeah, freakin' vaginas!". This led to much hoolarity on our parts.

Sometimes it take working with people who don't automatically click with you to make you thankful for the people you normally work with. I am very blessed to be working with a great team of people.

Goodnight all!