Lucky!

So lately I've been getting late to work... then the delivery truck dies. I forget to ask mom if I can borrow hers for the tow.

And today's double-delivery cancels. AWESOME! :p

And yeah, I've been slacking on the post a day bit.

Quality is everything

Towards the end of the day, I was "allowed" to put together a floor model billiards cue&ball rack. This rack was a replacement for the original one we ordered, which had two holes drilled in a different spot on one side than another, prohibiting actual assembly.

The new one came in with several of the pieces heavily dented and worn, with the scoreboard piece heavily busted. And after going through both shelves, getting the best parts, it turns out we are going to send them both back as both sets have the cone chalk shelf too short to fit into the shelf-slot. It sucks.

And I just found out an upcoming pool table move is going to be us putting a pool table back UP some very steep stairs. I thought they stopped making stairs that steep back in the late sixties.

Work Relations

I currently have a full time job that I (mostly) enjoy. I even got a free trip to visit Brunswick's main billiards warehouse in Wisconsin out of it (and that $40K pool table looks better in person than online, to me).

Only issue I (and my coworkers and the store owner) really have is with the manager. He does pretty good, or he would be gone by now, I think, but he can be a slow-starter at the beginning of the day. Up until now, I have just had a mild desire for a shock collar for him to wear with an alarm clock.

However, as of yesterday, after getting an hour and a half late (again) start on going out & around doing some time consuming jobs in a place 45 minutes one way (sometimes it can be up to 2 hours) from our store, that mild desire for a shock collar has upgraded itself for a serious desire for surgically implanted electrodes in his nutsack. With cellular receiver. Or satellite phone receiver, I guess, to make sure it will get him anywhere.

Gym & Work

Wednesday night at work actually went great - it was not an exhausting pace for me (which was nice since I had the most work of the entire line that night), and the taping guy even payed attention to how much he put through the machine. Unfortunately, that was apparently a once-in-a-blue-moon thing - he went back to normal Thursday.

Yesterday, the trainer at the gym added an exercise (arm extensions) and my muscles are still sore from it.

Time to go and game with the friends though - woohoo!