My Job, My Hell...

[Viper shtf]

Update: No stories, but I just got my first paycheck.

[TheLastRifleMan]

Cool. Stories soon, I hope and hope not!

[Viper shtf]

Thanks, and I'm with you on that. Although, night before last, a guy walked past on the sidewalk, cussing into his cellphone loud enough for me to hear him over the road noise from the freeway, which is less than 70 feet away.

[TheLastRifleMan]

Sounds like a great job for people watching. I must hear more and soon!

[Viper shtf]

Nothing happening so far... I'll keep y'all posted.

[Resolute]

A while back, I had a patient that was intubated and sedated after an accident. He was only lightly sedated so he could recognize family's faces when they were by, but he didn't realize that he couldn't talk around his tube. The family member said "He's trying to talk!" So I explained a few times that he couldn't talk around that breathing tube.

She turns to him and says, "What are you trying to say?"

I just had to walk out.

I can understand the frustration on both sides, but... *facepalm*

[Viper shtf]

Again, nothing to report.

[TheLastRifleMan]

Finally, looks like I am going to get some help at my job starting next week. The company has grown (a major thing in this economy) and the amount of work my position entails has grown too large for one person to handle. Just hope it works out.

I might post a couple more stories that I remembered recently soon.

[Viper shtf]

That's cool.

[Viper shtf]

Something finally happened... There was a two car wreck on central expressway/ highway 75, Northbound, RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE CAR LOT I WORK AT!
So I'm sitting in my car at work, watching a dvd, when I hear a bang-hiss, then screeching tires. I look up in time to see a rolling blur, which I can see to be a white four door car as it comes to rest on the roof, with the second car dinging it(I think) (not badly, it looked ok from my location) and stopping ahead of it on the highway with it's hazard lights going. As far as I can tell, the wreck was caused by a blowout on the white four door, making the driver lose control and roll it. I was on the phone to the local PD in about thirty seconds, but I judged it to be too dangerous to go to the wreck and attempt to help, seeing as I would have to cross the southbound service road, then the southbound highway, then jump the barrier to get there... I would link to a news article, but I can't find one.

[Braxton]

Copy pasta from my facebook. .




Some days, it sucks to be a wrecker driver. The police have a policy of taking basketball hoops that are set up in the street. This is because the players are blocking traffic , and there have been more than one hit by a car. So I go out and remove the basketball hoops. I watch the children.. holding there basketballs. With tears in there eyes as I haul off there hoop, like some kind of reverse Santa...

Some days It sucks to be a wrecker driver.. BUT NOT TODAY!!!!!! LITTLE BASTARDS NEED TO LEARN TO STAY OUT OF THE FUCKING STREET!!!!! Oh you wanna throw rocks at my truck? FUCK YOU ! I GOT YOUR HOOP!

[TheLastRifleMan]

That sucks on so many levels, Braxton.

[Braxton]

Knock Knock? Anyone home?

[Viper shtf]

The fuck? Your building, your car, or are you the one stuck fixing it?

[Braxton]

The fuck? Your building, your car, or are you the one stuck fixing it?

I run a Towing and recovery company in the East St Louis area. I have posted in this thread with a few stories and pics.

[Laager]

Okay, I do not believe this is job related other than the guy's wife works with Junior.

Lil likes to have large Sunday dinners and they are (unfortunately imho) open to just about anyone. So Junior invites this girl and her Active Duty Air Force husband over about a year ago and they have been regulars ever since. Now as I have pointed out to both Lil and Junior and anyone that will listen, this guy is from here, and so is his wife so what the heck? Both of their parents live here as well. Yet at least twice a month or more they both show up (usually they show up every Sunday and holidays as well). Heck they even go over to my parents house and my sister's house when we have family meals there.

Now I am not saying they are not nice or anything but should they not be eating at one of their parents houses?

Somehow (Lil) Dean, Rich and I inherited this kid (okay he is in his early 30's, so maybe not a kid but still 25+ years or so younger than us) and this means range time, gun show time, beer time, look under the hood of a broken vehicle time and anytime we go out, if he is off he ends up tagging along. Now for an office pogue/non gun owner he has come along very well at the range, after about six months of him borrowing our stuff (he brought his own ammo and cleaning kit) we finally told him he had to buy his own firearms and to stop mooching off us, take the plunge and buy his own stuff, so he did. He started off with a 92FS, then went on to a Bushmaster AR in 5.56mm/.223,then a nice Mossberg 12ga and finally he picked up a Savage heavy barrel in 7.62/.308.

I have to admit that I do like him, but his wife really cracks me up and here is the reason why........

A few months back the Kid is telling us that he comes home from work one day and his wife is busting rear end cleaning up the house, so he asks her what the big deal is.....her response is my mom is coming over to visit.

Kid: So what, she comes over all the time.

Kid's Wife: No, this is my real mom.

Kid: What do you mean "Real Mom"?

KW: You met my step-mom, now you get to meet my real mom.

Kid: I've known you for 8 years, we met in 6th grade started dating in the 7th grade got married when I came home from Basic Training (BMT) and we have been married for two years and I'm just now finding this out?

KW: You did not need to know until now, so now you know.



Then on Sunday at the local range Dean and I are there and the kid shows up. Now he has been to Rich's house, Dean's place in town and his house up in the hills, my house, Junior's house as well as my property and yet we have never been to his house, ever.

His excuse is that he needs to talk to his room mates....so it goes something like this...

Kid: I'd invite you guys over for a beer, but I'd have to ask my room mates first.........

Kid: Well I'd have a Bar B Que at my place, but I'd have to ask my room mates first......

Kid: I'd let you use the bathroom at my house, but I'd have to ask my room mates first.....

Kid: I'd meet you guys at the range, but I need to help my room mates...........

So we just kind of blew it off, he carries his weight in other areas.

So at Sunday dinner his wife is talking with Lil about something and tells her that she would like to get Lil to help her with something at her house. Her husband then says, that they will have to check with their room mates and his wife says....

Room mates? What room mates.....we live with your parents in their house.

Beer came out of Dean's nose.........and Lil gave me the look.

[Laager]

I've been out of the AO for awhile, working at a Sari Sari store in the PI, selling odds and ends and other stuff. I always like the fact that they sell cigarettes individually, and that frozen ice is called Yellow for some odd reason.

Lil: I'd rather take the apartment on the first floor, so we don't have to walk up the stairs all the time.

Me: No, I don't like that apartment.

Lil: Well why not? Just give me one good reason.

Me: I like the high ground. First floor apartments are easier to break into and besides there is always the chance of a flood.

Lil: High ground? High ground? Is this like your need to have your back to a wall in a resturant or when we go out?

Me: Why yes, yes it is..............







Who is laughing now..................I am...........but only to myself......

[TheLastRifleMan]

That looks rough!

[Laager]

That looks rough!

It was pretty nasty, it was the first time in decades that we messed up and went home during the rainy season. We lost power for awhile (they usually have rolling blackouts or brownouts as a general rule anyway.

I'm glad we stock up on bottled water (comes in 5 gallon jerry cans as well as the usual plastic bottles) and canned/boxed goods before we arrive and then top off once we hit the ground. Then again Lil's family is part owner in a Sari Sari store (we have the other half, but never seem to see any $), and it is right down stairs. Thankfully we do not keep frozen food on hand as we do our fresh meat/veggies at the local market on a daily basis (well Lil and the maid do, I stay at home and sell ice in plastic bags and scare the kids).

Anything that we do not use (and it usually is a good amount of stuff) we give to her family or it goes back into the stock at the store. It's a way to help out her family, we pay our way (and their way as well) and then give back what we do not use and of course give some $ when we leave.

Average salary over there is somewhere around $200.00 a month or less......one of my nieces is a RN and she makes about $250.00 or so a month.

Anyway, it really tore up a lot of personal stuff. Most of the buildings in my AO are made out of either concrete block (not good cause it is very pourous) or poured concrete (mine is), but still the water gets into the first floor apartments, offices and stores and pretty much ruins at least the furniture. I can't begin to imagine the mold issues in some of the places there.

I ended up floating my favorite barber a loan (I'll never see it, so I might as well call it a give away) for some new electric clippers and razors so he could go back to work.

It is an unfortunate fact of life that this type of stuff happens there at least once a year, if not more often. Sometimes it just floods the streets and stays out of the compound (there is a two foot barrier at all the openings) and most of the other private residences have the same thing as well. But with their piss poor sewer system (now that is a job I have seen done and would not want to do it - cleaning out their turtle ditches, by hand, in shorts and flip flops), it is always clogged with mud, trash and only the good Lord knows what else is in there, so it is a forgone conclusion that if it rains it will flood.


Imagine their surprise when I got up and walked out of my bedroom in my boxers to find two of her brothers, their wives, three nieces, a nephew and some other relative that works as our maid and my favorite of them all Bec all sitting around drinking Lil's coffee (thankfully not my tea) and eating my food.

Lil: What in the world are you doing?

Me: Going to the bathroom, as I am looking around the living room/kitchen area (love those open floor plans).

Lil: Why don't you have some clothes on?

Me: I do.

Lil: Boxers are not considered clothing.

Me: Evidently they are at Walmart.

Lil: For the love of God stop standing there and go get some clothes on.

Me: But I have to go to the bathroom.......can't you tell? Besides what the heck is everyone doing up here?

Bec: I can tell......nice, real nice.

Me: Thanks Bec........(hey at least I still got it) as I head to the bathroom.

Lil: It's flooding out there, so they moved to your high ground. Hey you better not come out of there in your boxers!

Bec: Why not?

Me: Hey I don't keep a spare set of clothes in the bathroom, but you know that might be a good idea for those just incase moments.

Lil: No its not, just wait a sec and I'll get you some clothes.

Bec: I'll do it!

Me: No thanks, I don't want you going through my underwear draw.

Bec: To late, its not like I have not done it before.

Me: Farking hell.....no privacy and no farking respect. Maybeth! I'm going to need a cold beer!

Lil: I thought you were going to the bathroom.

Me: I'm multi-tasking!

It was a long few days for all of us. The water had to be pumped out, then the mud had to be cleaned out, everything that was left on the floor had to be taken out, cleaned and dried out, clothes and bedding had to be either cleaned and dried or thrown away and replaced with new stuff. Of course they all stayed with Lil and I, thankfully I have the only second floor apartment that has roof access. Sometimes you just have to get the heck out of dodge and sitting up on the roof with large umbrella and a cold beer works just fine.


Oh and it seems that if we are not there and it floods they move into our apartment.......I don't even want to know...really I don't. I made Lil buy us a new mattress and bedsheets.

[Viper shtf]

Well, goddamn. My dad and I both got fired today. Y'all want the story, or no?

[TheLastRifleMan]

Well, goddamn. My dad and I both got fired today. Y'all want the story, or no?

Of Course! Unburden yourself to all of us fellow ZS'rs.

[Viper shtf]

Well, for this to make sense, y'all gotta know that we work for two branches of the same company. I worked for the car selling side, him for the trucking side, as a dispatcher. He (my dad) worked nights too, and he had been having trouble with the day shift slacking off, and he called them, and his boss on it. They didn't like that, and combined with office politics, he got fired. I'm thinking they fired me to prevent retaliation from me, during the long nights alone, staring at parked cars. Make sense?

[TheLastRifleMan]

It does indeed sound that way. Sucks being unemployed in this day and age, for sure.

[Viper shtf]

Bastards.