Kalroy Was Here

Eighth man from Adam, an artificer of metals

Friday, August 30, 2002

Stick a fork in him
Well gang, here's a taste of my daily schedule. I get up, go to work, go home, go to sleep. Get up, go to work, go home, go to sleep. My life is like a Cheech and Chong skit, with work subbing for summer vacation. On the plus side I make bank. I mean I was discussing metalurgy with one of the outside operators the other night. Turns out he has his degree in chemistry, was working for Westinghouse, and now makes nearly 100k a year to move metal, drive a forklift, or sit in front of an exclusion area all night. It's an interesting place, and there is an extremely high turn-around. The isolation, and lack of eligible, comely, available women, take its toll on most people. Not a problem for me though, I'm greedy and here for the money. Oh, as to eligible women, the average age here is mid-40ish or so.

What all that means is that I work god awful hours, make lots of money, and have almost no time for the internet (I have to walk down to the JOC to get something approaching a decent connect). So I guess I'm done until I come home in January, except for the occasional update. As to January, if they ask me to stay here longer I certainly will. After all, I get paid more as a Senior Maintenance Millwright, then outside operators do.


Kalroy