Kohlar the Unkilled
Time for some ale
By all means, rant away. Here's mine for tonight.
I recently acquired a job at a very large, well known freight shipping company. I won't name the company, but it's mildly ironic that my boss resembles Tom Hanks. Now, I have a fairly high heat tolerance, but tonight it nearly drove me insane. The temp was 101 outside with about 90% humidity. Within the non-airconditioned edifice of concrete and steel one can only speculate at the degree of heat. When I was finally done, at midnight, the appearance of my clothes would lead one to believe that I'd submerged myself within a pool, (or a pond, or perhaps a lake), fully clothed. Three people that I know of passed out during the shift. One good thing is the extreme heat made the ale that much more refreshing upon my arriving home.
My first day there, I had an interesting and highly amusing conversation with another worker. In this dialog, I'll refer to him as Napoleon. I climb into the trailer and start to unload packages. Napoleon says,
"Welcome to Hell," to which I laughed and replied,
"Thanks, it's my first day!"
"Oh, then really welcome to hell." After a time he said, "So what do you do for fun?"
"Well, for one I have my PS3."
"Oh GOD... So you don't play PC?"
"No... you sound like my brother, Mr. PC master race..."
"I AM the PC master! My friends who also work here, and I, once we get enough money, we're going to build the first fully immersive VR. We'll be billionaires," said Napoleon. To which I replied,
"Oh, (sarcasm), that sounds amazing. How is the interface going to work?" and Napoleon said,
"Well it's... wait, do watch anime??"
"No, no anime-"
"Oh pssht..! Then you couldn't possibly understand what I'm talking about." Whoa.
Later, we got on the topic of Skyrim. He said, "At least you play Skyrim. That's cool. What level are you?"
"Depends on the character," I said. "I have several, but my highest is 82."
"125," said Napoleon.
"Wow, how long did that take you to grind out?"
"Oh, about five seconds."
At that point I'd heard enough. This guy was a complete parody, and believe me, I couldn't make this stuff up! I don't think he was amused at my constant laughing at nearly everything he said. I haven't worked with him since, but I hope to. It'd help the night go by quicker listening to such conceited, entertaining nonsense.
I recently acquired a job at a very large, well known freight shipping company. I won't name the company, but it's mildly ironic that my boss resembles Tom Hanks. Now, I have a fairly high heat tolerance, but tonight it nearly drove me insane. The temp was 101 outside with about 90% humidity. Within the non-airconditioned edifice of concrete and steel one can only speculate at the degree of heat. When I was finally done, at midnight, the appearance of my clothes would lead one to believe that I'd submerged myself within a pool, (or a pond, or perhaps a lake), fully clothed. Three people that I know of passed out during the shift. One good thing is the extreme heat made the ale that much more refreshing upon my arriving home.
My first day there, I had an interesting and highly amusing conversation with another worker. In this dialog, I'll refer to him as Napoleon. I climb into the trailer and start to unload packages. Napoleon says,
"Welcome to Hell," to which I laughed and replied,
"Thanks, it's my first day!"
"Oh, then really welcome to hell." After a time he said, "So what do you do for fun?"
"Well, for one I have my PS3."
"Oh GOD... So you don't play PC?"
"No... you sound like my brother, Mr. PC master race..."
"I AM the PC master! My friends who also work here, and I, once we get enough money, we're going to build the first fully immersive VR. We'll be billionaires," said Napoleon. To which I replied,
"Oh, (sarcasm), that sounds amazing. How is the interface going to work?" and Napoleon said,
"Well it's... wait, do watch anime??"
"No, no anime-"
"Oh pssht..! Then you couldn't possibly understand what I'm talking about." Whoa.
Later, we got on the topic of Skyrim. He said, "At least you play Skyrim. That's cool. What level are you?"
"Depends on the character," I said. "I have several, but my highest is 82."
"125," said Napoleon.
"Wow, how long did that take you to grind out?"
"Oh, about five seconds."
At that point I'd heard enough. This guy was a complete parody, and believe me, I couldn't make this stuff up! I don't think he was amused at my constant laughing at nearly everything he said. I haven't worked with him since, but I hope to. It'd help the night go by quicker listening to such conceited, entertaining nonsense.