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I like to sit somewhere before work and get my head together. Before work kicks me in the head like a tequila hangover. Time slows here in the southern US, time to get to work is kind of a funny term. I mean I work in really laid back place, where the time when work starts is more of a suggestion than a definite time. Kind of like traffic lights in Italy, more of an afterthought than an actual traffic rule. There is a definite pleasure to sit and write and then go to work. I work for a refrigerated trucking company, with truck drivers and mecahnics, all wanting to see me. I guess I have the perfect job as far as recruiting because I can always say if im late, I was talking to a prospective company driver. Yeah, had breakfast with so and so, he was charming, or as is most often the case just off the road and smells of the inside of the cab. But thats just the perils of the job, i suppose. Now this is the exception, there are the great many of the drivers out there to are very together and take good care of themselves and exercise good hygiene. Yet there are those and if any drivers read this, YOU know who they are, the ones that don't give a rats ass how they smell or look. Maybe it's their own truck and they can smell how they want, but with me, you are representing my company, and the way you present yourself is a reflection on me, because I may have hired you. I had a driver in my office looking for a job and I had to open a window just to let the funk out. I mean this guy smelled like he hadn't bathed in a week! There is an ASS funk that wafts from some people and this guy was no exception, in fact i politely asked the man to leave and wash his nasty ass. And don't come back! There is no reason not to shower in the field, every truck stop has a shower, yes they cost, but come on, there are plenty of women drivers and they can keep their trucks clean and themselves clean, so i can see no excuse. Boy, get me started this early in the morning, and that tequila hangover is jumping up and down on my brain with spiked golf shoes! Just what i need, get a mad on and beable to get into work with anger in my eyes along with the lack of sleep. Breathe..slowly count to ten..easy..Now im ready to go to work. Hopefully, I have a good day, yet I remain pessimistic. The glass is half empty with me, or rather the driver's half washed. Later
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Hoping you have a good day too. Interesting reading, that's a lot to think about so early. I'm off to work too.
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Posted by harliee
on 2007-11-14 06:27:10
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Hope you're day gets better, I don't think it's a wise thing, to vent about work before you get to it...But, it was fun to read...Enjoy...But I know what you mean... :)
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Posted by olp76
on 2007-11-14 06:37:38
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Harliee, this isn't everyday, but it does resonate most days..No real stress but what i put on myself, thanks for comment. LOL, olp76, thanks for comment, stop by and read anytime, i try to laugh often. :)
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Posted by atomsmistress1743
on 2007-11-14 12:19:14
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