So as you know I'm working way out in on mans land where bears and jerks run wild. Don't believe me? I'll give you some examples.
We have some new cooks in or camp now, same with new camp attendants. I require a list of where the men are all sleeping because some how we are stuffing 85 men into a place that only has a meager 45 rooms. Now there has been some confusion as to where a few people are, so i need the cooks to ask people who they are and where they are staying BEFORE serving them. Well I cant do that' he says 'thats to much work' he says... its putting a check mark by a persons name and then grabbing a plate. I think he's angry cause I'm making him think... I hate french men.
OH or how about the kindly KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK at 9:30 at night when a half cut welders helper decide he needs fuel for his dirt bike cause hes going go riding... oh yeah that was a good one. And obviously I'm the cranky one who's not working until 10 pm to make them happy. I must be such a bad person...
Or perhaps the ignorant camp attended who's vocabulary only consist of ' No, i don't know how to do that.' You don't do that? What do you mean 'You Don't Do That' your a campy, you do everything and anything I tell you to cause your the bottom of the totem poll sweet heart.
Now, i know Ive been really bitter in these last few post, but being away form home and having to organize grown men like its a school yard full of children, except drunk. I'm trying to mold the idea of setting up a rope system but they are trying to talk me out of the lynch knot
-Tangent




