Muscles like fractured ice
Mar. 24th, 2009 10:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
axelleO.M.G.
I woke up at 6 o'clock this morning to go to work. Tyler had a few odd jobs to finish up at my Dad's shop at 7 o'clock and it was my job to supervise him. Driving a forklift at 8 o'clock in the frosty morning isn't all its cracked up to be. My legs locked up from the cold and from pressing down so hard on the shitty break pedal on that ancient forklift. Then, the damn thing ran out of propane so I had to go get the tanks refilled.
Then, the van wouldn't start up! I had to move it because Tyler had to sweep under it. We had to jump start it. Then, to top it all off, I was so out of it and tired that I forgot my glasses in the office and now my eyes hurt just from trying to read what I'm typing right now!
I woke up at 6 o'clock this morning to go to work. Tyler had a few odd jobs to finish up at my Dad's shop at 7 o'clock and it was my job to supervise him. Driving a forklift at 8 o'clock in the frosty morning isn't all its cracked up to be. My legs locked up from the cold and from pressing down so hard on the shitty break pedal on that ancient forklift. Then, the damn thing ran out of propane so I had to go get the tanks refilled.
Then, the van wouldn't start up! I had to move it because Tyler had to sweep under it. We had to jump start it. Then, to top it all off, I was so out of it and tired that I forgot my glasses in the office and now my eyes hurt just from trying to read what I'm typing right now!
