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Well, the Sleeper appears to be fully recovered, because he's back to his old grumpy self.
I want to take one, or possibly two shifts off sometime in March, and since I know that he's booked a couple of weeks off that same month, I didn't want our time away to overlap since that would mean having a bunch of site-untrained temp guys floating around when we've quite got our hands full with the boss that watches tv, the grump who sleeps, and the FNG that doesn't do squat. And me. ;)
So when I went in to relieve him at about a quarter to midnight on Saturday, I asked him "I know you told me before, but I've forgotten. What day in March do you start your vacation again?"
As he turns to leave and walk out the door, "I'll tell you tomorrow."
Uh... in the time it took you to say that, you could have told me the day, jerkface.
The Polish guy had booked off that night, and the Indian guy came to take his place. He was eager to, because it meant he got to work with the Romanian (who he trained for one day eight+ months ago and hasn't worked with since). He was eager to, because he's been greatly amused by the stories that I, the Polish guy, and the unremarkable-bike-patrol-guy-whom-I-have-no-stories-of have told him. ;)
Hmmm, that last guy needs a shorter name. Moving on...
Well, the Romanian didn't technically launch into any tirades, although every time he mentioned China the Indian guy caught my eye, grinned, and leaned forward to hear the rest. The night's conversation barely touched on aliens, government suppressed ice melting, Jewish infiltration of media and financial institutions, or any of the usual fare. But it was enough to amuse the Indian guy. :)
Also, the Romanian's legendary Aura of Laziness (tm) affected him as well. He found himself lethargic and unable to barely do half of the patrols he'd normally do during such a shift. He was amazed. :)
Also, we had another weigh-off, since the Romanian was complaining (in good humour) about me having called him a fatass the other day. And wouldn't you know it, he'd put on weight the previous day. For a guy who earlier in the evening complained about how hungry he was, and how he didn't have time to eat, he certainly remembered eating an awful lot of pasta and drinking several litres of beveridge all of a sudden...
Indian guy still beats us both, he's got ten kilos on me. And I went on with as much gear as I could sneak, and subtly pushed down on the scale to increase the weight. Sadly, he saw through my subterfuge but was happy to let me keep the gear on, since a couple of extra kg wasn't going to win it for me. :P
It also transpired last night that the Romanian likes Calgary, and Alberta as a whole. He feels the people there are to be aspired to.
Make of that what you will. :P
I want to take one, or possibly two shifts off sometime in March, and since I know that he's booked a couple of weeks off that same month, I didn't want our time away to overlap since that would mean having a bunch of site-untrained temp guys floating around when we've quite got our hands full with the boss that watches tv, the grump who sleeps, and the FNG that doesn't do squat. And me. ;)
So when I went in to relieve him at about a quarter to midnight on Saturday, I asked him "I know you told me before, but I've forgotten. What day in March do you start your vacation again?"
As he turns to leave and walk out the door, "I'll tell you tomorrow."
Uh... in the time it took you to say that, you could have told me the day, jerkface.
The Polish guy had booked off that night, and the Indian guy came to take his place. He was eager to, because it meant he got to work with the Romanian (who he trained for one day eight+ months ago and hasn't worked with since). He was eager to, because he's been greatly amused by the stories that I, the Polish guy, and the unremarkable-bike-patrol-guy-whom-I-have-no-stories-of have told him. ;)
Hmmm, that last guy needs a shorter name. Moving on...
Well, the Romanian didn't technically launch into any tirades, although every time he mentioned China the Indian guy caught my eye, grinned, and leaned forward to hear the rest. The night's conversation barely touched on aliens, government suppressed ice melting, Jewish infiltration of media and financial institutions, or any of the usual fare. But it was enough to amuse the Indian guy. :)
Also, the Romanian's legendary Aura of Laziness (tm) affected him as well. He found himself lethargic and unable to barely do half of the patrols he'd normally do during such a shift. He was amazed. :)
Also, we had another weigh-off, since the Romanian was complaining (in good humour) about me having called him a fatass the other day. And wouldn't you know it, he'd put on weight the previous day. For a guy who earlier in the evening complained about how hungry he was, and how he didn't have time to eat, he certainly remembered eating an awful lot of pasta and drinking several litres of beveridge all of a sudden...
Indian guy still beats us both, he's got ten kilos on me. And I went on with as much gear as I could sneak, and subtly pushed down on the scale to increase the weight. Sadly, he saw through my subterfuge but was happy to let me keep the gear on, since a couple of extra kg wasn't going to win it for me. :P
It also transpired last night that the Romanian likes Calgary, and Alberta as a whole. He feels the people there are to be aspired to.
Make of that what you will. :P
posted by Rimmy at 16:15
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I told him exactly that. And was once again subjected to his rant on how they don't pay him enough for what he does.
He doesn't respond well to "For what you do? But you don't do ANYTHING!"
Silly bugger.
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