prelude errant

pain

what a day! it's barely even two p.m. right now and i've already been put out of commission for the day.

what happened was this: my brother, my mom, and i were in the warehouse unloading a 40 foot container fresh from the dock. we have 26 pallets--not enough for all the crap in the container--and what does my brother do? he loads one of them with two columns of eight boxes centered, when it's perfectably capable of handling six columns of eight, with slight protusion of 2 inches each side. i go to reorganize and he yells at me. wtf?

i've been unloading containers just as long with just as much stuff in them ever since Chapman let out and he's telling me that his crappy leaning tower of tricycles is economical and sound--even after four of them came crashing down on me. we get in an argument and my mom pulls me away before the little drama queen freaks. what a cop out. to keep me busy, she has me help load the back-orders that came in. that was actually okay, because she already started work on it.

except she forgot to set the brake on the pallet-jack. ever try loading a pallet half a foot above the floor and loaded so high you can't see over it? granted, i'm short, but that was still quite a bit of boxes (filled with tricycles, i might add). so i've got a box balanced above my head and a foot keeping the pallet still and she goes and sets the thing... on my foot! ow!!

i've got it iced right now so, with any luck, it should get less swollen and less bruised. what a crappy day...

posted by melykeyello @ 13:51