Well, like alot of folks around here, I tape stuff on my DVR…that thing is freakin awesome dont ya think. Right now I have Irwin Allens’ Towering Inferno taped, by far one of my favorite movies. Its right up there with The Godfather, The Good the Bad and the Ugly, Hang’ em High and High Plains Drifter. Which brings to today’s god damn point. No doubt in my mind I am getting too old for this job. At 39 I am least a few older then most of the pups and right up there with others that are either retiring or moving up. Today was a banner day, I assigned one on the young pups a watch and just so happens he also has a watch on Sunday. Now coming up I would have gotten a “Go stand your watch and do as you are instructed to do”. No, No, this one had to bring up no less then 3 people to plead his case. I am not someone that changes course, when the plan has been put out and everyone agreed to it. So I didnt change the watch and he is standing the first watch as I write. The problem is the young uns coming up today have no concept of paying dues and earning your work ethic. Oh No, this was well why do I have to do it there are other people that can. I was so fucking pissed off, also had the PRT today, and all the bullshit with the watch was ingrained in my head. Dont think I did well, I passed just not what I wanted. I’m tellin ya, terminal leave and house hunting leave cannot get here quick enough. The best times on this job is when you are coming up, you have responsibility but you get to question it sometimes and most folk just brush it off to learning. Is civilian life really all is cracked up to be.
The little things, getting up in the morning at a reasonable time NOT AT THE ASS CRACK OF DAWN..or most days and hour before. Why anyone would work everyday at 0600 is beyond me. 19 years old, okay yeah I was down, 39 uhhh NO. Not that its a good idea but being able to tell the boss that he or she is the biggest jackoff you have ever met. I quit…Here’s my plan. Get a job at MCDONALDS, work there for a little while you know to belay suspicion.
Then one day when its really busy, turn off the store power then pop rivet the power box shut. Then of course tell the manager (whose is probably so 20 yr old whose calls me Pops and is working his way through business school, only he hasnt told mom and dad he has not enrolled yet, cause he digs his job and him and his 17 yr old dropout girlfriend are going on the skating circuit. “Hey dad Theresa is pregnant by the way, can we stay here”) I QUIT you fucking justin beiber wannabe turd. “By the way move your scooter so I can get my truck out” Asshole young kids. You probably know one or two like that, In my mind way too many of those turd burglers walking around. But yeah I had a shit day, but I am starting to feel better, I think I will head to the theatre and watch the rest of the Guns of Navarone. Dont you dare say that was before my time…just a quick lousy day thought….