Thursday, August 18, 2011
I had one of those happenings at work that just made me want to rip someone's head off. Carelessness, a general lack of concern or using the knoodle...the brain, not the other noodle, perverts!...by one of my chief people damaged my tool box. Now, not the end of the world, but as I was using a shovel and broom to collect up my tools and belongings, throw out my favorite coffee cup, find $1.20 in change I didn't know was in there, my so called cheif person proceded to finish the task I'd sent him upon...and did it in the manner I told him not to. Aaargh!
So what's a few bent drawers and busted slides on a $300 tool box? No big deal...a few spot welds and judicious use of a large hammer, no one will ever suspect. But, dang it...it took me almost a year to pay for that tool box, and, and, and, ... oh, forget it. I'm going home and deal with it tomarrow.