I woke up late, again. I got to work in the nick of time. Damn, i don't want to be late. Not now. Not when Mr. Bob is showing at nights. He's keeping an eye on Diego and he's keeping an eye on me.       Last night, he actually came over to me and started in on a conversation. He's not such a bad guy.  

I told him about a few ideas that i had about one of the machines. It had to do with the conveyor that is under the machine and it carries the product up the line. Anyway, he seemed genuinely interested.       It's so weird to actually be talking with a little brass once in a while.  This factory, that i work at, has tons of experienced workers with a lot of good ideas. The only thing is, is that most everyone wants to get paid for their ideas. And, i happen to think that 'that's' a good idea, too.  Maybe i can get them to pay me to gather ideas from all the workers on the floor. I mean, they know what needs to be done, fixed, or enhanced to make their jobs easier. If some things were done, it would leave a lot of free time fr the operators. You know that always makes a happy employee. After all, as long as the machines are running and they're running good product. Experience has its perks.

Mr. Bob was spending a lot of time with the new machine most of the night. It's very shiny, compared to all the older machines. It wont take it long to become oily all over and dingy. It's hard to keep electronic machines clean. Oil and gunk build up quickly.

I'm pretty tired this morning. I didn't get much sleep yesterday. I got home yesterday morning after work and Mr day2day wanted me to go to his appointment with him. I tried to get out of it at first. I told him i was really, really tired and sore all over. He started to chicken out about going at all. He then asked me to call the lawyer and reschedule. There was no way i was going to let him miss this appt.       He has put everything off long enough. And, quite frankly, I'm tired of him bitching about his legal problems. So, finally, i relented. I went with him and the damn thing lasted 2 hours instead of the 1 hour.

I got home about 2pm and went to sleep, finally, about 4pm. I got 3 hrs sleep yesterday. I'm surprised that i'm still typing away. I guess i'm a little excited these days about my job. Hard to sleep sometimes.   I wonder if i'm really ready for that job promotion. I'm trying to calm down. I think i'm doing a pretty good job of it at work. But my brain wont shut up. I'm thinking of all the things that iwant to do for this company.  I'm really going to push the money for peoples' ideas. I'll keep you posted.

Mr. day fixed my laptop, so i'm back my regular routine. I like routine. Do you?

 

Here's a few pictures of the 5 weiner pups. I heard it was rare to have a blond haired Dauschund. Is it?

3 black puppy

1 red puppy

1 blonde puppy

sooooooooooooooooo   cute   They are 2 days old in these pics.

Mr. day still says he wants to keep blondy. I wander what he'll name him. He wants German names.    Do you have any suggestions?

 

nighty night

 

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