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Something's out of balance here. You guys are doing normal shxt at 1800 hrs & I'm 100 miles away making deliveries. Skags giving coyotes contact a contact buzz from downwind driftage, Teddy arguing with his W/T neighbors, Gallows living large on his porch drinking a cool one surveying his domain, Matt getting his generator closer to operational, Jim's probably building something, Bronco contemplating stress relief. That's normal shxt. My normal lately is wofking 'til 8 at night, 2 days in a row now. One of my customers dropped off a 6 pack of B/L Platinum yesterday. It's in the fridge at work. 4:31 PM on Friday it's mine. The pic is actually the 3rd stop. This was a full 40' trailer full. I'll quit whining now. It could be worse, I could be doing this for someone else! 2 more years.
Deer are stupid. Coyotes are somewhat more intelligent.
I was in a spot, waiting for an Elk to wander by and this deer walks within 20 yards of me and starts munching on the grass. I whisper to it to go away. No dice. I toss small stuff at it. No dice. I finally just wait it out and it wanders away.
Something's out of balance here. You guys are doing normal shxt at 1800 hrs & I'm 100 miles away making deliveries. Skags giving coyotes contact a contact buzz from downwind driftage, Teddy arguing with his W/T neighbors, Gallows living large on his porch drinking a cool one surveying his domain, Matt getting his generator closer to operational, Jim's probably building something, Bronco contemplating stress relief. That's normal shxt. My normal lately is wofking 'til 8 at night, 2 days in a row now. One of my customers dropped off a 6 pack of B/L Platinum yesterday. It's in the fridge at work. 4:31 PM on Friday it's mine. The pic is actually the 3rd stop. This was a full 40' trailer full. I'll quit whining now. It could be worse, I could be doing this for someone else! 2 more years.
You need to tell the boss that you need some time off. He'll probably have you fill out one of those "I'm Such A Whiney Whiner" forms.
Something's out of balance here. You guys are doing normal shxt at 1800 hrs & I'm 100 miles away making deliveries. Skags giving coyotes contact a contact buzz from downwind driftage, Teddy arguing with his W/T neighbors, Gallows living large on his porch drinking a cool one surveying his domain, Matt getting his generator closer to operational, Jim's probably building something, Bronco contemplating stress relief. That's normal shxt. My normal lately is wofking 'til 8 at night, 2 days in a row now. One of my customers dropped off a 6 pack of B/L Platinum yesterday. It's in the fridge at work. 4:31 PM on Friday it's mine. The pic is actually the 3rd stop. This was a full 40' trailer full. I'll quit whining now. It could be worse, I could be doing this for someone else! 2 more years.
Dude you have and end in sight with a comfy setup afterward no doubt. I’m gonna end up working till I die, haha. I sure as hell hope my kids do well.
Edit: They asked me to work late tonight but I just don’t have bandwidth - physically I don’t. Even the ask stressed me out. It’s like “the sack is full, no room for more bricks.”
Deer are stupid. Coyotes are somewhat more intelligent.
I was in a spot, waiting for an Elk to wander by and this deer walks within 20 yards of me and starts munching on the grass. I whisper to it to go away. No dice. I toss small stuff at it. No dice. I finally just wait it out and it wanders away.
I saw 3 or 4 coyotes in the field in front of my shop Tuesday evening when I was leaving. Those damned things are all over the place around here. There's food for them as I've also seen deer and rabbits over there too. You can shoot them year round down here.
Deer are stupid. Coyotes are somewhat more intelligent.
I was in a spot, waiting for an Elk to wander by and this deer walks within 20 yards of me and starts munching on the grass. I whisper to it to go away. No dice. I toss small stuff at it. No dice. I finally just wait it out and it wanders away.
Thats where I'm losing. Hunting a smart animal. That's a very good point
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I know where you're coming from.. I'VE ALWAYS DONE IT THIS WAY!!
I know.....I shouldn't do that.
I JUST CANT HELP IT HRTKD MAN!!!!
Too much booze - some folks we befriended; cool as all hell people but they always have a drink in hand. Lady tells me she can drink 12 margaritas and then some drinks after on a certain night. Now I can’t drink for shyt anymore, but even when I could THAT would’ve put me low. In college I could drink, TN in fact, after a full day of work we hit Mexican place, no clue how much I drank but they had to drive me home. Barely held it together walking in the dorm, had to walk with my arms out to keep from falling down. Took whole next day to recover. My hat is off to them!
One drink a night for me, and it's nothing strong. I did have one of these tonight, but only because my neighbor put it in my hand. Smoothest stout I've ever had.
One drink a night for me, and it's nothing strong. I did have one of these tonight, but only because my neighbor put it in my hand. Smoothest stout I've ever had.
I love a good stout, Ill have to hunt one of those down.
Dude you have and end in sight with a comfy setup afterward no doubt. I’m gonna end up working till I die, haha. I sure as hell hope my kids do well.
Damn, Bronco. I feel guilty now. I was all caught up in my whining and you slap me back into perspective. Thank you, for real. I guess the rub was something that I didn't mention. I was scheduled to make these deliveries but the plan was to leave in the AM in order to get it done and get back at a decent hour. Well, my son has a newborn and he was up all night, welcome to parenthood, Sport, and he didn't get in until about noon. He called me early to let me know, but we were swamped this AM, like pretty much every AM, and didn't get loaded until after lunch. So hence, the lateness and 2nd 13 hour day in a row. Yesterday was Plant City to pick up materials since we can't seem to get trucks in fast enough. I usually help with the morning rush before I leave so I ended up getting out of there at about 11 AM. 200 miles down there, load and strap down, refuel off Exit 44, finish the 200 miles back. 12 hours. I'm going to go old man on you. You'll be fine. You are in a good profession and you said your wife has a good gig, so y'all will be fine. Plus, kids are expensive. Why do you think the rump rangers dress so nice and drive fancy cars? They don't have kids. They may have a little froo-froo dog, but no curtain climbers (nor should they). Enough rambling. I think I'm delirious.
One drink a night for me, and it's nothing strong. I did have one of these tonight, but only because my neighbor put it in my hand. Smoothest stout I've ever had.
Jim, sorry, but you're dealing with a knuckle dragger when it comes to fancy beer. What in the hell is that? Reading the ingredients it looks like it would give you the squirts and make you lactate? Help a redneck out.
Damn, Bronco. I feel guilty now. I was all caught up in my whining and you slap me back into perspective. Thank you, for real. I guess the rub was something that I didn't mention. I was scheduled to make these deliveries but the plan was to leave in the AM in order to get it done and get back at a decent hour. Well, my son has a newborn and he was up all night, welcome to parenthood, Sport, and he didn't get in until about noon. He called me early to let me know, but we were swamped this AM, like pretty much every AM, and didn't get loaded until after lunch. So hence, the lateness and 2nd 13 hour day in a row. Yesterday was Plant City to pick up materials since we can't seem to get trucks in fast enough. I usually help with the morning rush before I leave so I ended up getting out of there at about 11 AM. 200 miles down there, load and strap down, refuel off Exit 44, finish the 200 miles back. 12 hours. I'm going to go old man on you. You'll be fine. You are in a good profession and you said your wife has a good gig, so y'all will be fine. Plus, kids are expensive. Why do you think the rump rangers dress so nice and drive fancy cars? They don't have kids. They may have a little froo-froo dog, but no curtain climbers (nor should they). Enough rambling. I think I'm delirious.
Its all good man. I wish I had my own gig but I have wandered down wrong path for that. Funny part is when I met my wife she was low man on totem pole making about 1/2 what I did. We’ve both done better but now she’s kicking *** and taking names and we earn basically the same. Deflated the old ego a tad. Her company seems like a great one to work for and they value her, which is awesome.