I still really need my own tv show.

Music: news coverage out of MA. They got those fucking slimeball mother fuckers! 
8:45p

First off, my thoughts and prayers go out to those affected by the bombings on Monday, and the plant explosion on Wednesday in West, Texas. Hoping everyone can sleep a little easier tonight. 

This has been a really shitty week for our country.

But back in my world, it was a shitty day at work. To make a long story short, and I'll probably go more into detail later, this is how it went down..

I ran late this morning, even though I was up 10 minutes earlier than my alarm. Fail.

I cussed out a lift driver this morning for his blatant lack of respect, not to mention ignorance. I was admonished by the QA manager. I know someone else who won't be happy either when I mention it to him....

I failed on production twice in a row. Once for not having the production to begin with, second for another meeting this morning for each individual area. How many more hits to production can this hauler take? BUT, we're getting new machines! BETTER ones! This is good news for me, as I will hopefully be able to pilot the new ones better. YES! No more sore arms! 

Maintenance had to take away my fun (I'm being sarcastic), by taking away my machine. Why must they always have to pick on ME. I was left with a machine that although steered great, every time I went to raise the forks, the battery would get disconnected, which meant I had to reboot my computer about 4 times in a row. When I finally got my machine back (I nearly begged the guy), and informed him about the problem with my temporary, he just shrugged it off like whatever. Ugh, retard. Whatever they did to my poor machine, it started moving slower, and the steering felt different. GRRRRRR.

I managed to wedge something I ate in between my wisdom teeth, and I can not for the life of me remove it. Now I know why the doc ordered them taken out!! I believe I will now find out about getting that done first. NO MORE. 

Kill me now. I'm not sure whether to laugh or cry. (Yes, it was one of THOSE days)

I knocked over a pallet by turning a corner too fast, and the guy working across didn't even come over to help. He did keep starting at me though. I could have really given him something to stare at in the form of a middle finger, but decided I loved my job too much (or do I?). The boxes were heavy, and I was pissed. I'm sure he enjoyed those dirty go-to-hell looks I kept shooting his way. 

A mexican nearly wrecked me on the freeway coming home...swerving in and out...and what else would she be doing but be on a damn cell phone? 

That's the run down, I'm too tired to go into more detail. See? I need my own show, then I can laugh when I go back and watch it. It's just one of those weird that's-just-my-luck type things where it just seems to happen to me. The weird and the bizarre. 

After this weekend, I'm going to need some crazy pills. Help! 

Goodnight, and pray for me....that I don't choke someone to death tomorrow.