I woke up sore today. It was the first time so far. I probably will tomorrow as well. Oh well. Oh, and yeah, my feet still hurt...they have not really stopped, just lessened and grew. Anyways, I felt like hell this morning. I seriously think I am dehydrating myself and that was the cause. It is not that I am doing an insane amount of work, it is just that the little I do drink there is soda. Normally I constrain myself to about 1 to 3 sodas a week. I also normally get a pitcher of tea and some water in my system, but now it is less than that as well. I also don't really eat much at work, just kinda snacky things with little to no nutritional value. Going with that thought, I have lost about 5 pounds in the last four days.
Anyways, today was, well, frustrating. First off, I felt like hell for the first three hours and I seriously did not think I would make it until lunch. Then, the line was down the majority of the day...well, maybe just over half. While normally we should get between 35k and 44k pieces of product out today we got less than 20k. And no, most of that was not my fault. Hell, it was not anyone's fault. The assembler decided it was at war with the DVD cases and rained down bloody destruction on them. Small sidenote, watching fully automated machines rip DVD cases to shreds is really quite cool, in fact, that was the only thing about my workday that made it worthwhile. We did however, manage to sneak through two orders between the mayhem, but for the most part, we were just standing around. I have issues with just standing around when I am getting paid. I really enjoy working. I enjoy the idea of doing a job well. Sure, I have days when I don't feel like doing anything, everyone does, but I like having a job that I can succeed in. I guess everyone needs their own little pleasures. I enjoy tea, listening to music, doing work, and watching porn...I mean, hanging out with the wife.
There probably won't be a day five post...people are coming over tomorrow evening I probably should pay attention to them instead of doing things like posting...or sleep. Actually, to be honest, I will probably just tell them to go to hell and pass out anyways.
