so much for an easy week...
zomg, I got up at 0445 for work today.
I got back through my front door at NINE FREAKIN' PM.
Our van broke down. One of the cam belts went. We had to wait for the AA van, then wait for a flatbed truck to take us home. The truck wan't really big enough, and it was a horrible journey home...the back was so heavy with our van onboard that the steering was almost nonexistent, and every time we went over a bump we lost steering altogether. Then we had to walk back to our yard from the garage...
I think our van just enjoys piggy-backs...she's gettin' used to them.
The best bit, though, is that our boss decided that as the garage that does our fleet is 24 hour, he's arranged for them to call us at MIDNIGHT to tell us if the van is fixed. If it is, we get to go and fetch it at about 6am...but we have work to do in the yard first, so we start at about 5. Pah, who needs sleep.
Of course, every cloud blah blah...we get paid lovely overtime.
But the hours and hours of boredom whilst broken down on an industrial estate did lead to conversations about 'exciting' local landmarks such as power pylons, skips, stacks of breeze blocks and litter. YAAAAAWWWN.
Then we just started hitting each other and messing about and generally going stir crazy.
I got back through my front door at NINE FREAKIN' PM.
Our van broke down. One of the cam belts went. We had to wait for the AA van, then wait for a flatbed truck to take us home. The truck wan't really big enough, and it was a horrible journey home...the back was so heavy with our van onboard that the steering was almost nonexistent, and every time we went over a bump we lost steering altogether. Then we had to walk back to our yard from the garage...
I think our van just enjoys piggy-backs...she's gettin' used to them.
The best bit, though, is that our boss decided that as the garage that does our fleet is 24 hour, he's arranged for them to call us at MIDNIGHT to tell us if the van is fixed. If it is, we get to go and fetch it at about 6am...but we have work to do in the yard first, so we start at about 5. Pah, who needs sleep.
Of course, every cloud blah blah...we get paid lovely overtime.
But the hours and hours of boredom whilst broken down on an industrial estate did lead to conversations about 'exciting' local landmarks such as power pylons, skips, stacks of breeze blocks and litter. YAAAAAWWWN.
Then we just started hitting each other and messing about and generally going stir crazy.