I called in sick today, and all that came out of my call to my manager was really regretting working for my company still. This was my first sick call since I’ve been at this location, about a year and a half. On average I’ve called in sick less than once a year over nearly 15 years, and I still get grief. My manager even said he went to work and he could barely hold down water, so now he’s going to make the rest of the location sick. Let’s at least get it over with before the holiday season.
The answer is three. It takes Amazon three attempts to ship me a bottle of WD-40 with the supposedly included applicator straw. Apparently after the second shipment missing a straw, they “pulled” the product from their warehouses until they could correct the issue. It took about 4 or 5 days over a weekend to get the issue solved, and I now have a lifetime supply of WD-40. As long as I don’t loose that verschlunginar straw. If you know that word, I’m sorry you suffered through Mr. B’s English class, and I know I’m probably not spelling it correctly. So much for a 22+ year old memory.
Wow, what a crazy week it’s been. First I get thrown on a route up in the mountains without any training, basically the hardest route in the station. That went okay until the call from my wife about the electric meter box fire in the last post. Tuesday was spent with a great electrical contractor getting it fixed, and then fighting the town and the utility to get it approved and power reconnected. Wednesday was busy on the same route, but it went fairly well. Then the rain started. In case you’ve missed the news, we have had somewhere approaching 10 inches of rain since Wednesday night, with more on the way for the weekend. The rain turned a hard route into an impossible route, several road closures which added 1.5-2 hours, and I still couldn’t get everything done. Today started out fine, I knew what to expect, more or less. I had even more deliveries, but I knew that several were inaccessible, so I didn’t have to attempt them. Then I got a call from a coworker who lives on the route that there was another road collapse, which cut off a whole nother neighborhood, which let me get home to actually say goodnight to my girls. Not to mention, both older daughter’s and wife’s schools were closed and the daycare was minimally staffed so my wife didn’t get any homework done. And the week is over. Yay Margarita Friday!(well, Port Friday this week)
The first picture is of an area small drainage turned into a complete washout, with little to no rain over the previous few hours. The second is the field next to the road that turned into a river, from what is usually a small roadside drainage. And I had to talk my way past the CDOT workers to get into this area to do my deliveries. Fortunately, my family is all safe and healthy, and our house has, knock on wood, survived fine albeit with a massively soggy yard.
So, getting a call from your splice that there are flames coming out of your electrical panel is not a good call to get. Also, nice to know that our fire dept is so bored that they sent 5 fire trucks and ambulances, plus the Sheriff’s deputies that came out. And also fortuitous that I have tomorrow off to deal with getting it fixed.
I was going to post a picture from this afternoon, of my daughters and I at one of my favorite coffee shops, but I’m not happy when people publicly post pictures of them so I stopped myself. We had a nice bit of daddy/daughters time, my wife was working on her school work and I got the girls out of the house for a while. That was after mowing the lawns and filling a total of 4 yard waste bags with prunings. I really miss our compost/yard waste service from our old city in CA, but that cost us like $60/month, and here our HOA dues are only $208.50/year which covers all our garbage and all the community activities the HOA sponsors. I would settle for just a curbside yard waste bin, but we will see. I think our recycling contract is up soon, so maybe we can negotiate to add yard waster or full on compost.
So, apparently WD-40 has basically become impossible to find in retail stores with the traditional detachable red straw applicator. All the full size bottles I found in either one of the two major home improvement chains or my legendary local hardware store were the annoying “Smart Straw”, which starts leaking with more than half of the container left, making it basically unusable. So I did what any Amazon Prime loving consumer would do, and searched for my prey. I found the giant industrial sized bottle, but that’s fine, it’ll last the rest of my life. Or it would have if the straw had been attached to the can. Fine, Amazon has great customer service, I’ll email them. Less than 24 hours later, they sent a new one my way, saying do whatever I want with the old can, as it’s technically hazmat so it’s not worth it for them to ship back. Well, guess what. The replacement can also did not have the straw. Not on the can, nor in the box. 0 for 2. And the funny thing is that both cans had the tape that usually holds the straw still attached. Well, let’s hope Amazon will still replace this latest one. Gotta go give the little one more night-night kisses…