They Shenaned, Again

Apparently, there have been shenanigans at work again.  

There I was at work, technically still on lunch break but already back in my work area.  I was chatting with another brazer -- just chatting about nothing in general, when Demi-god walked up and said, "What's going on?"  

"Nothing," the other brazer said, and Demi-god told us, "They just paged Uncle Supervisor to the parking lot."  

"Maybe they caught some more people playing craps," I joked.  I'd just found out this morning that a couple of nights ago, they'd fired some people off second shift for playing craps at the end of their assembly line.  

Then we had to explain to Demi-god what craps was.  He actually knew the game, but knew it by a different name.  

But that wasn't what this was at all.  It would seem that some guy was out in the parking lot beating up his girlfriend.    I never did find out who it was, though.  Demi-god said it was someone over there, waving his hand vaguely at the sheet metal department, and his girlfriend works up there -- waving his hand vaguely towards the front of the plant. 

That isn't a safe place for anyone, but it's especially unsafe for women out there.  I can't wait to get out of that place. 

In other news, the last item of my recent spending spree has arrived. 

 It's been in my wish list for a while, but when they marked it down to $18.99, I couldn't resist. They say it's a limited time deal, but sometimes they just say that to get you to buy something on impulse. 

No matter, my Doctor Who collection is now complete, because I don't intend to get the Peter Capaldi or Jodi Whittaker seasons.  I think Capaldi would have been a good Doctor if he'd had better writing, but I felt his story lines were pretty lame, and I never had any interest in watching Whittaker.  

I don't even know who is The Doctor now, but I can tell you Eccleston is still my favorite. 

Well, I have to go in at 4:00 in the morning, so I'm going to end this and start getting ready for bed. 

Goodnight, Gentle Reader.