Log 18: After the Storm

When I woke up for work this morning, the first thing I heard was booming thunder. I didn’t have to look out the window to know it was a downpour outside. For a second I thought, maybe they’ll cancel work today? Then I reminded myself that’s the sort of thing they do for youth soccer games, not adult work days.

When I arrived at the office, I had a few more plexiglass sheets to stick onto frames. The sheet that I had ruined remained in my work area from the Friday prior, cruelly keeping my disgrace from disappearing from the company’s collective memory. Before I started working I shuffled it off my table and out of sight. 

After finishing with the plexiglass around break time, tragedy struck. I went to take a much anticipated rest in my brown folding chair, only to find that it was covered in murky water. Sitting next to it was a Home Depot bucket, filled with more of the same. I looked up at the leak that had appeared directly over my favorite spot in the office and a drop hit me in the face. Sigh.

My next task was assisting Jason - forklift man - in unloading a semi truck trailer that had come from the storage facility. We began by dragging large, heavy sewing tables from the trailer - by far the most physically demanding job I’ve encountered so far. Once the tables had been cleared out, my jaw quite literally dropped when I saw what was behind them. It was like a dazzling rainbow on this terrible, stormy day. Dozens and dozens of brown folding chairs, identical to the one I’d claimed from the saw room. In fact, that chair must’ve come from this larger group. 

Highlight: After the discovery of the chairs, things only got better. Jason had me ride on a pallet he was moving with the forklift and keep the materials on it from tipping off. I asked him about the process of receiving a forklift certification, and was pleasantly surprised to find that all it takes is a short, drivers’ ed type course with a test at the end. Sign me up!