So this is what happens when you play dirty.

Music: Thunder. At least I think that's thunder. 
12a

Sometimes, I hate living in Texas. Middle of December, and I've got my fan on full blast. It's so hot that I can't sleep. Oh, well, might as well do something productive. 

Another weekend is behind me..yes! It went by quick. That's the best part since I became a hauler; the long work days just blow by. Going in on Friday, there was not one pallet of freight on the docks. So I'm thinking 'what are they going to do with us until the unloaders get going?' I had a gut feeling, but figured they'd have us moving pallets around, or unblocking a door. Word of advice: always go with the gut feeling, because you know that 99% of the time, it's going to be right....

That moment I'd been dreading finally arrived; three months after leaving the hell that I called unloading, they put me in a trailer. Now here's the weird part: no dread, no stress, no worry. It was just one of those things you just accept. Then put it behind you and forget it ever happened.   They paired up haulers to start unloading, just until some freight started generating. I worked with Pedro, and I was glad, because he and I get along pretty good. We grabbed our machines and headed to our door. I ran and got a computer cart, and for a split second, forgot how to log in for unloading. It came back to me, and it was like second nature. I made it down to the door, and threw it open. I told Pedro 'welcome home!' He replied 'yeah, for *you*!' I had no flashbacks, no negative thoughts. It wasn't really all that weird to be back in a trailer, I was even in a good mood, laughing and joking with Pedro. It was nice to think back how much I'd been through in the past three months, making me all the more grateful. We had light boxes, we got a lot done. Eventually, they turned us loose on the docks. I managed to bring up production, though I got a late start. 

Saturday was an early day for us. I hauled from everywhere imaginable. I tried to get every piece of production I could find, especially the shorter hauls. And I was glad I did; the freight was all mixed, and being we left early, that helped immensely. 

Today was something else. I was put on D dock, pissed because that usually meant production would suffer. We were two haulers short; guessing they decided to take the day off or something. I was assigned the dock by myself, so I threw everything out the window, and told myself wherever the freight was going, to take it. I had the fortunate luck of only having four doors open to start out with. They started unloading, but I saw no QA anywhere verifying any of the freight. I figured they were short on their end, too. So while waiting on them, I ran to the other docks to haul. Later in the day, a hauler became pissed at me because I kept appearing on B dock. I had a guy on the inside telling me where the easy hauls were at. I needed the production badly, as D dock still had no QA. This hauler was pissed because I was taking all of his production. Hey, if someone was helping me clear my dock, I wouldn't complain!

It got to the point where the hauler wouldn't shut up about me hauling off of the other docks. I waited for him to say something else so I could get in his face. I felt like I was getting blamed because my dock was backed up, and they wouldn't let us go until most of the freight was gone. QA eventually made it down to D dock, and I just ignored the hauler the rest of the day. I explained to my boss later that I have to go where the production is at, and I still have a job to do, just like everyone else. And, just like everyone else, they'd go down to other docks, too, to get freight, so I couldn't understand why he was so pissy about it. Huh. Must be his time of month. I did my job, that's all that matters. I wanted so bad to get in his face and tell him 'you know, if it's tagged and ready to go, I'm taking it. End of story. Don't like it? Too fucking bad.' And that's what I decided, that sometimes, you have to get mean and play dirty. It's the only way to make it. I decided to stop caring, hell, everyone else does it. My boss totally understood my situation. 

Another good PTL for the week, and it's always good to end the week on a good note. Even better when you get to leave early! What a day. I'm fucking exhausted. 

And a busy week ahead...so excited to see what it brings. Shopping tomorrow! Yay!

The rain's finally here, guess that means I can go back to sleep now.