So far, so good, as they say. I’ve got a lot of things to learn and have made a couple minor gaffs already, but nothing they wouldn’t expect from a new guy on the job. The owners and their staff give very appearance as being as nice to work for, and work with, as I suspected that they would be. One thing I like about the owners is that they grew up in the business and still do most every aspect of the job on a daily business. It’s a whole lot easier to respect and follow orders from people who actually know what they’re talking about than it is from some guy in a suit, sitting in an office with no idea what’s going on anywhere except on paper.
I love the work—traveling from slag yard to work site to supply yard, to sand-pit, etc. There isn’t much sitting still, since keeping the truck moving is what makes the owner money. I enjoy the change of scenery, going to and arriving at the different places that I go; I even find the sand pits interesting. I thought that I knew where most of the sand pits and slag yards in the area were located. The truth is that I only knew about the tip of the iceberg, so to speak. I haven’t seen “nothin” yet, I’m sure. I learned there is an underground LIMESTONE mine on the eastern county line at a place called SAND HILL. (As far as I know, there’s never been a sandstone mine at Limestone Hill on the southern edge of the county. LOL!) It’s quite a surprise to start down into their yard of several acres from the hilltop. It’s a view slightly reminiscent of the big copper mines out west, but on a much smaller scale.
Every job has its downside, of course. One of them on this job is traveling the far-flung country roads to make deliveries to oilfield sites. I’ve only made two of those deliveries so far, but speeding down roads already torn up by oilfield equipment feels akin to sitting on the handlebars of a jack-hammer in use. After two trips, I had both a b_tt-ache and a headache. I don’t care for long rides of over an hour on the interstate, either, and for related reasons. At least there, though, I can set the cruise and move my legs a little. I like the short hauls, where you make shorter, but more frequent deliveries. They let me get out of the truck and stretch my legs more often.
Besides the fact that the folks are good to work for, there’s another plus. I picked up my first paycheck from my new job yesterday (they DO NOT hold back a week, like most places), and my last paycheck from my former employer. Even though the one from my old job was the largest I’d ever gotten (for some unknown reason), the one from my new employers was for $45 more, and for only four days, not five like the first place (though the total hours were nearly the same). Their pay period is from Friday through Thursday, so yesterday’s pay will be on next week’s check. I’m still $3 short per hour of what I was making when the factory moved to China nine years ago, but the overtime will probably more than make up the difference. That overtime is the cost of not getting laid-off in the winter, since the owners try to not hire more people than they can use in the winter. While I might not enjoy the overtime, I’ll enjoy the extra money and the lessened chance of winter-time lay-off when expenses are the highest.
Since I follow the old maxim to write about what you know about, future posts may contain more references to my job than some folks will care for, but I hope you’ll bear with me. Also, thanks again to everyone who has been praying for my employment situation. Your prayers and mine have been answered to the affirmative. “Praise God from whom all blessings flow!” © 2014