I was told to report to work 30 minutes later than normal today. That means a little less money in my pay, but it also means that the days of shorter hours are approaching fast. Even then, it was another 30m minutes before they had a load for me. As I was ready to go out the door, they changed my destination to that of another job. I then spent the day traveling between the mine and the job site, which was fine, but I had waits on each end. The mine was working with only one loader-man, rather than two, because one was on vacation deer hunting. I can’t believe they didn’t fill his position. At the job site, our drivers had to wait a few minutes each trip, while they were shuffled between outgoing trucks hauling excavated dirt and a dozer spreading the new limestone. Poor management by their bosses cost my bosses money. That sort of thing always trickles down somehow, eventually, even though we’re paid by the hour.
I can’t wear a watch, since they always quit working within a month, so I use my phone to check the time when I need to know. Unfortunately, my latest phone has a battery that lasts well, but dies quickly, when it goes. So, today, my phone died long before lunch. The truck has a clock, but it doesn’t work. So, I stopped at an auto parts place along the route and got a phone charger that uses the cigarette lighter. Something good happened for a change! Since it’s only using 12 volts, it can be used to make calls and show the time, even when it’s charging. It has a built-in safety feature that won’t allow that when you’re charging with house current.
For convenience, though, I also picked up a stick-up digital clock for the truck. Unfortunately, it was too technical for me to figure out, so I waited until after work and had the dispatcher (a young guy) set it for me. My eight-year-old granddaughter could probably have done it, too, but naturally she wasn’t available.
The wind was strong and gusty today. It tried blowing me around on the four-lane even when my dump truck was loaded. I can only imagine how much fun the semi-drivers were having. I saw one apparently empty box truck nearly get blown off the road by a gust. Sometimes the sun shone today, sometimes it rained, and sometimes it did both at the same time. The temperature was comfortable, though.
Being the first day of gun deer season here, there were a lot of cars parked along the roads and, of course, the law was out in force hoping to write some tickets. Not nearly as large a percentage of folks hunt that did when I was a kid. I think several things have caused that. One, guys have gotten more antler obsessed and less meat obsessed, lowering their success, and turning some people off deer hunting. Two, manufacturers have convinced many hunters that they need all the bells and whistles, raising the cost above what some folks can afford. Three, the DNR has gotten so greedy with their license fees that the poor, who need the meat most, can no longer afford the licenses. Fourth, fewer and fewer people actually live country lifestyles, which always included hunting, though many people still choose to live in the country, Fifth, as much as I hate to admit it, the bunny-huggers have had some success in brain-washing a couple generations of kids into thinking ill of hunting. There may be other influences as well, but these came quickly to mind. And then there are guys like me who just don’t get around like they used to when they were younger! Oh well; such is life! © 2014