So I really want to blog today, but I don’t think I have anything in particular I feel like I need to say. That’s why this will be another one of those (boring?) this-is-going-on-in-my-life posts.
Still got the sniffles. Unless I’m a middle aged woman, and I think I am not, it seems like I might be getting a fever… or I might not get one because I’m hot, then I’m cold, and then I’m hot again and then I’m cold again. Strange.
It’s brutal. Physically, and sometimes mentally. But I love it, my job I mean. I get to drive a huge ass truck, I get exercise (because lifting and dragging 9 tons of drinks every day makes your muscles ache) and it’s fun. And I’m loving that I’m not cooped up in some boring office all day. I’m out in the open, I’m free. I love that I can have a morning coffee in one city, and have lunch in another city, then I’ll have afternoon coffee in yet another area before the day is over.
My job is better than working out at the gym, and I look forward to being a “tank”, like Jake would say, or to look like a young Arnold or Sylvester in about a year or so… whichever comes first is fine by me. Maybe the chicks would dig me then? Nah, maybe not… they’d be even more afraid of me.
For a few days I’ve known that I will be flying solo on Saturday for the first time since I started this job. I’m not nervous about tomorrow anymore. My boss called me and explained everything I have to know so well I actually look forward to going solo. I only have 5 places to drive to, and it’s mostly pick ups anyway, so no worries here.
Note to self: buy loads of Finrexin, then drink it.
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