Ok, seriously, heels, stop hurting. No, really, knock it off. This is getting ridiculous.
I was told by my supervisor today that if we go into crazy hours after this one military contract goes through, we may start a second shift in shipping. I had expressed interest in working a later shift. He said, if it goes through, I'll probably be running it.
Rock the fuck on.
I am not counting my eggs before they hatch, however. In an effort to help myself get a little more money there, I asked him if I could talk to the shop foreman about working some after shift hours in assembly. He thought that was a good idea. So, I'll be doing that.
Oh, and if anyone wants to see one of the things that I have wrapped, packed and shipped out click here
the article is here
It's the MGL-140. Yeah, I packed that. I have also handled one of those. It's pretty heavy, but once you get it settled just right, it's pretty comfy. For a gun.
Got a fab new shirt for Saturday night and a new pair of shorts for work. A size smaller. Woo!
Talked with Heather last night on the phone. She always finds a way to make me feel better. I can't wait until she comes out for a visit. I miss her terribly.
And Bobbie has sold her home finally! Yay!