I knew it was going to be one of those days the moment I woke up thinking it was Wednesday and wondering why I hadn't washed my hair.
It took a few moments to realize it was Tuesday. The good news is that it was actually kind of cool when I walked Rylea this morning.
I went to work and spent most of the day in a brazer training class. There was a lady in there from another plant. I'm not sure where, but she kept saying "In my plant, we do this. In my plant, we do that." Finally, one of the guys from our plant asked her how many units they ran per day.
She said, "Well, we've slowed down a bit because our peak season is over, but over our two shifts, we are running about 450 units."
I like to have choked. Good thing I didn't have any liquid in my mouth, or I would have sprayed it all over her. In my plant, we run 450 units per line. If I had 16 hours to run 450 units, I'd have time to do all those time consuming quality checks, too. Our plant will never stand for it. They give plenty of lip service to quality, but when it comes right down to it, the bottom line is getting the units out the door.
But I am now an AWS certified brazer.
And after 10 hours of work, I came home to find cat puke in the middle of my living room floor.
The day wasn't all bad. By 6:15, the temp had cooled off enough that I was able to walk the dogs. I came home, took a shower, had some ice cream, and now am watching the first episode of 24.
Frankly, I don't see what all the fuss is about. I'm not that impressed.