Woke up with a gout flare up / a split lip / and the flu
I went to open a can of frozen lemonade concentrate and the plastic strip holding the lid snapped off in the first 2 inches.
I spent half the day in the bomb shelter and the other half losing at cards.
5 minutes into my shift the other day I took a hydraulic shower because some dingleberry didn’t report an accident where they broke a hydraulic hose on their forklift
They just parked it, grabbed a different forklift, then finished their shift
Then I came in to do my forklift inspections and got blasted with hydraulic fluid from the severed hose the moment I started my testing
So I had to fill out a shit ton of additional paperwork and scrub all the fluid off of me with the soap we had available (foaming hand soap)
I’m just happy that I had extra clothes in my car because if I didn’t that would have really ruined my day
All in all, a really shitty way to start a Friday
Did they do their pre-shift safety inspection?
I’m the guy who does all of our forklift inspections at my facility for all 60ish of our forklifts every day‡ (the bosses think it more efficient having 1 person check them all rather than everyone checking their lifts)
What the person had done after tearing the hose was clean up the forklift with paper towels and jam the hose back onto the connector by hand (saw the camera footage because I have access to those (for some reason‡‡)) which is why I missed seeing the busted line on my visual inspection
There were a series of very “fun” pre-shift meetings the following day that’s for sure, and dingleberry got a 3 day suspension for not reporting the accident that tore the hose
‡ I also recently got the position because the other guy walked off due to a disagreement with manglement. This incident was the first Friday of having the position after the other guy left. They gave me fuck all for training (basically only the paperwork side on the day they left). But needless to say I’ve got a better checklist for those inspections now.
‡‡ I’ve talked with IT about it (among so many other info sec concerns) over the years and they’ve assured me (and my bosses) that they’ve revoked access. Yet it has never gone away. They’re great.
Better one guy who knows what to look for than 60 guys who just shrug and check the boxes.
Straight up though the previous guy basically shrugged and ticked boxes for a hell of a long time
Literally the first week I was doing the job I had to get oil for 15 forklifts due to them being so low on oil that it didn’t even touch the dip sticks
I’ve also pulled so much crap out of the engine bays on those things it’s crazy, and a lot of it was full of cottonwood fluff so it’s been in there for almost a year
manglement
Good one, I’m stealing that.
Had this really shitty day at work, last Friday of the year… my leg hurt (still don’t know why, I think it’s the footwear, but I’m not sure), had a lot of work that day (stayed overtime, not paid BTW). My wife calls me, says to pick up some things on my way home… OK. I walk home BTW, I live 30 minutes from where I work. I buy the stuff she asks… people from work start calling me, there’s problem, they can’t access some of the storages in the network… OK, I go back to work, walking on my busted leg, plus the stuff I got from the store. I get there, everything is working fine 😒… check the backbone switches, the storages, logs, it seemed like a glitch of some sort, a sync issue most probably. I start picking up my groceries and packing up to go home, shit happens again… OK, at least I’m not gone… it’s 8PM by now. My wife calls me to ask me where I am, I say I’m at work, she hangs up 🤦… now I gotta explain why I’m still there. OK, go to the server room, the problem is gone by now, inspect the logs again, same thing… at this point, I’m this close to plugging everything out of the wall and plugging it back in again… to make sure I just yank a few cables and not every single piece of equipment in the rack (in case I decide to do this), I start inspecting how everything is connected, power cable wise. So, I pull out the backbone switches from the racks, one by one, and I start hearing this buzzing sound, like a bad electrical connection/plug… mhm, OK, I think we might be getting to the root of the problem, now let’s see which one is it. I go to the back, start checking each plug on the back… everything seems OK… OK, so it’s not the power plugs… at least not on the switch’es side. Something’s still buzzing, so I try and pinpoint the sound. Seems to be coming from the lower part of the rack… darn, have to pull everything out to get in there. It’s 10PM by now. So, I pull everything out and I notice 2 power cables not in plugs, but just connected with wires to another cable that goes into a plug. Why would they do that. Sure, they were insulated with tape, but why not just plug them in. Go in a bit further to hear of the sound is coming from there, move the cables a bit, the buzzing stops, but I hear coolers spinning down… OK, I pull myself out of there, go back to the front of the rack, sure enough, one of the backbone switches is down. As it turns out, they didn’t have enough free plugs in the rack fora all of the equipment, so instead of installing a new extension cord, they just cut 1 power cable, mad e a Y splitter for 2 of the switches and just plugged that cable in. Basically, there is no way of getting one of the switches offline, if you yank that thing out, 2 go offline. I pull out a few new power cables, get an extension cord from my office (we have a few laying around), plug those 2 the way they should be plugged, plug in the extension cord in the first empty power plug I could find in another rack, put the equpment back in the rack, leave the rack open cuz of the extension cord going to another rack and (finally!) leave work to go home, on my busted leg, with a shit ton of groceries… it’s 11:30PM by now. I get home, get the 3rd degree for arriving so late on a Friday before NYE… I go to bed, my wife says she want’s a backrub… I told her to suck it, left the bedroom and went to sleep in the living room.
That kind of work / life balance will cost you your marriage and health, and you do not seem to realize how it impacts your life partner at all. How do you expect her to understand and support you when you don’t let her in on your situation when she calls?
In my defence, she hung up when she called. I would have explained, but she never gave me a chance. Same thing happened at home. I got yelled at before I had a chance to explain.
My job requires this from me sometimes. Things like this don’t happen often, but they do happen from time to time (once in a few months). She knows this. I could switch jobs, but I do this because the pay is not bad (could be worse) and I’m usually free after work (no late night calls, or maybe a few in a year, that’s it) so I can spend more time with my son, rather than making money. It’s a choice I made for reasons that are out of the scope of this reply and I would rather not get into that.
That series of events really really sucks and I’m sorry that it all went wrong for you at the worst possible time.
I understand your wife could have been more understanding about the situation and put herself in your shoes to empathise more, but maybe it would be worth trying to see her perspective as well. It’s not too late to make up and start 2024 on the right foot (no pun intended), with a little humility on both sides.
Yeah yeah, we had a conversation the next day… about half a day in, she was still pissed, so I waited. Still, we smoothed things out. She had no idea my leg hurt, I usually don’t bother people with my problems (I may tell, but only if someone asks), so she had no idea how things went down… she just spew everything out that night and I couldn’t even say a word. She said she was sorry, she could have handled it better, she was empathetic when I told her the whole thing… so, no harm no faul, we’re good now ☺️.
Welp, I woke up again.
Hey, you, you’re finally awake. You were trying to cross the border right?
Day ruined
Just yesterday, work was not going very well, and I received a phone call from my mother saying my sister had a fever. I was supposed to spend New Year’s with them, so those plans were canceled.
It’s ok, I went shopping, got a massive amount of snacks and food and am going to have an amazing New Year’s Eve by myself, and nobody can stop me. Plus some friends invited me to play video games online with them and I rarely ever have the time, so that’s going to be fun.
Food poisoning. Getting to the end of the day hydrated is my only goal.
3 days ago. Main drain pipe for the house clogged. Poo water came up both shower drains. We had the house cleaned that morning. Toilets unusable for most of the day. $800 to get it fixed due to complications because of old house. At least it was fixed same day I guess.
In November, I was sick for a month. I was coughing like crazy after contacting a respiratory virus.
Early December, I’m getting better. I was doing my things, like, changing my son’s bedsheets, when I had a small cough. And I heard “clock” in my body, followed by a very intense pain in my cage.
I had cracked a rib. Not caused by how intense the cough was, but by repetition of the coughing for more than a month.
I didn’t know that was possible, new fear unlocked.
Neighbors showing their unneighborly side again. The people here have a saying, “a cat giving birth to her kittens in the oven doesn’t make them biscuits”, meaning you’re not viewed as one of the community members unless you and the generations before you were raised there. And they somehow think that’s a virtue.
I…sigh… Cruising sailboat.
Covid
A couple days ago I was swapping out my GPU. As I was carefully removing the glass side cover, it basically exploded in my hands. I don’t even know how.
There’s glass all over the room and I’m bleeding from the little shards that hit my hands and arms. Every time I think I got all the glass I find another piece. I finally get it all, replace the GPU and fire up the PC.
I hear crunching sounds that seem like they’re coming from the fans on the front. I shut down so I can vacuum out the remaining shards. As I’m taking off the glass front cover, that shit slips out of my fingers and fucking shatters on the floor.
I couldn’t do anything but laugh at that point. I cleaned up again and decided I’m not going anywhere today because it’s one of those fucking days.
It seems these things happen more often with glass side panels. I don’t how how or why, but it’s not just you and most likely it’s not your fault.
Yep, one of those days 😂… you feel like “I better start laughing cuz crying ain’t gonna help” 😂.
I don’t even know how.
Do you perhaps have a stone tile floor?
Well, I flew back from the holiday break at my mom’s house. It was stressful and not relaxing because she’s getting up there in age and there was a lot of stuff I needed to do with her.
Anyway, a few things happened with getting home that made the trip longer. Had to check in my carry-on at the gate because no room, so I had to wait for my bag to come through on carousel. Then, I had to walk 20 minutes to where my car was parked, because I took the cheap park-and-walk option like a chump. Finally got to my car, but by the time it was evening traffic, so it took me 45 minutes to get home.
I pull into the garage and am getting my bags out of the trunk, when my neighbor comes up with a cheery “hi!”. Then she rails into me about how much she hates my dog barking, and that it’s been 2 years of my dog barking, and I’m super inconsiderate because I don’t bring him in after he barks twice, like she does with hers, and all the neighbors think the same. Also, she rents another house close by with tenants who work night shift and go to sleep at 2am, so my dog barking at 9am is also inconsiderate.
I was so fucking tired. This dumbass lady… I hadn’t even been living here for two years. Her dog barks a ton, my dog sometimes replies to her dog barking. My dog barks but not for hours on end, just a normal amout before I get him in, which is a fucking miracle in itself because he’s a great pyrenees. I’ve spoken to the neighbors, none of them think my dog barks too much, and how tf am I supposed to know you rent to night dwellers?? Tell them to get a fucking noise machine and put it on blast while they sleep, it’s fucking 9am, there’s a shit ton of noise everywhere. They’re replacing the roof two houses down and start at 6, the day time is fucking loud. Also, lady, I haven’t been home for a week. DO YOU SEE THE SUITCASE IVE PULLED OUT OF THE CAR??
What I said though is “thanks for letting me know, have a good day.”
