tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33278850442951366532012-02-12T12:47:19.864-05:00clearly on the verge of insanityGi-Gi Roxxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15090484913286654410noreply@blogger.comBlogger4191100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3327885044295136653.post-1219215247604134252012-02-12T12:29:00.003-05:002012-02-12T12:47:19.878-05:00

So today, in my book, doesn't even count as a full training day. We took our pre-work screen physical assessment thingy to make sure we were physically capable of performing the basic job functions of being a truck driver. Although, they didn't have us hold a steering wheel in one hand, the gear shifter in the other, while balancing the atlas on our knees OR have us try to keep a coffee cup

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Well I've made it to Indianapolis. I had a smooth drive out, despite Mother Nature trying her best to dissuade me from hitting the road. But her little snow squall didn't stop me and within an hour of leaving the house the sun poked out from behind the clouds and kept me company for a majority of my trip. Upon my arrival I checked into the hotel and was quickly disappointed at how far downhill

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I swear I have got to spend the rest of my week in the house. I went out and bought things yesterday for my return to trucking and of course I spent a small fortune. Actually most of the money I spent was for household groceries and goods which we desperately needed, but still... I ended up spending a good amount of money on items for my next trucking adventure. I picked up a new 2012 Motor

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Hell...yeah... I just bought a $10 keyboard at K-Mart. And by golly it works like a charm on my Thrive tablet. Yes, I'm excited.... can you tell?.....so I just started hitting random keys and found that none of the F-Keys are functional. But the Delete, Home, End, Insert, Page up and Down, Tab, and such all work. I can use the ten key pad as well. Plus this cheapo keyboard has a sleep, wake,

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I know I have a TON to get accomplished this week. But here I sit. On the couch, taking up space and being a blob. I don't want to do anything. But at the same time I do want to get moving.I know if I continue to procrastinate that I will then end up with a crazy mad dash at the end of the week, trying to get it all done at the last minute. Of course if that happens then I'll complain the

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I finished watching a few of the TV series' I'd been enjoying on Netflix over the last couple of weeks. I was irked to find that one of them was removed before I had the chance to finish it. But I'll manage. In my search to find something else to watch I found myself drawn to two vastly different shows, unable to really make a solid decision about which one to start first. So I watched the

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Today I met my sister and niece at the local mall for a few hours of super fabulous girlie fun. We shopped our little hearts out and our feet off, as mine are properly propped up right now resting. We also snacked while we shopped, having cookies and ice cream. Yum yum! We really had a blast.The funniest moments were in the super huge shoe store that recently opened in the mall. My sister's

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Just checking my blogging capabilities via my new tablet. Yep. New Toy!Toshiba Thrive 10.1 16GB tablet.So far, AWESOME, but I think I will need a keyboard. :

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Today was a decent day as far as work was concerned. No potty mouthed idiots. Only one particularly foul smelling passenger. And I didn't have to ask a single person to turn off or turn down their music. I did, however, have a passenger spill an entire thermos of coffee, which he cleaned up with no fuss quicker than I dreamed possible. If that was the worst speed bump of the day then I say it

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I see your face in my mind as I drive away,Cause none of us thought it was gonna end that way.People are people, and sometimes we change our minds.But its killing me to see you go after all this time.Mmm mmm mmmMmm mmm mmm mmm mmmMmm mmm mmmMmm mmm mmm mmm mmmMusic starts playin' like the end of a sad movie,Its the kinda ending you don't really wanna see.Cause its tragedy and it'll only bring you

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I'm convinced that these guys put out these kinds of songs and videos as a social experiment to show just how stupid people really are. They are catchy, quirky, and funny. But are they "serious" or are they just proving a point?BTW, this one is a little age-restrictive so if you're under the age of oh, say... 18, maybe you should go find something else to do for a few minutes. :) You've been

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I am anxiously anticipating the end of this week. The day that I know I will no longer have to wake up and drive the bus is going to be one of the best days I've had in months. That day is coming quickly. I will work tomorrow, then I'm off Wednesday, then two more days and I'm done.On Wednesday I'll head down to the physical exam place to get my new DOT physical and submit to a drug test.

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I'm not job hopping. Trust me, no one hates turning in a two weeks' notice more than I do. I may hate the job beyond a normal kind of hating, but I will still feel terrible when I have to face those who took a chance on me and hired me in the first place, only for me to say "thanks, but no thanks" in the end. I always get sick to my tummy and shaky when I have to turn in the two weeks' notice

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I'm sitting here on this chilly Sunday morning, nursing a tummy ache with some ice cold ginger ale watching a program that has become a near Sunday morning staple in my life in recent years. Currently on the program is a piece about a famous fashion designer who has his pieces on display at a Texas museum of art. I'd describe most of his fashion designs to be that of this blogs title. French

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So I worked a total of twelve hours and twenty minutes yesterday. I started my first shift at 4:10 am and finished my last (3rd) shift at 18:30.The whole day was pretty much smooth sailing, aside from exhaustion from having only gotten about 4 hours of sleep the night before. Until in the last half hour some yahoo decided to try to sh*t on my day.Dude gets on the bus, he's rude from the get-go.

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So I have been quite ill (again) for the past 3-4 days. I thought at first when it started it was just allergies, what with all the crazy weather we've been having here in West Virginia. 60 one day, 30 the next, and back and forth like a volleyball game. Then it started to take a turn for the worse. Light sniffles turned into full body aches, headache, sore throat, fever, massive sinus

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So I step on a few toes from time to time with my straight forward way of thinking. I don't see the point in games and tip toeing around things. I say what I think and what I feel with very little discretion. I am also the polar opposite of all things "politically correct". Not because I'm a rebel. Merely because I think it's absolute bullshit to candy coat things. Saying you're a winner by

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First day of work in the year 2012. Yep... still sucks.People smell, they're rude, stupid and lazy. But I'm a bus driver. And it's my job to drive them around safely. So I shall. But I don't have to like it......Happy New Year folks.

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So yesterday I was lying in pain at the ER, praying that one of the many drugs they pushed through my IV would help. I was given enough to knock any normal human being out for hours, maybe even days. But my body, for whatever reason, just doesn't react the same way to drugs as others' do. For instance, I was first given Toradol and Zofran via IV injection. It made me a little woozy and a

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I was just made aware of an appalling new baby apparel. Baby bikinis. Not just cute little lady bug covered tastefully covering baby bathing suits. No, straight up slutty string bikinis for babies. It's disgusting. And there isn't even room for a diaper... um... inappropriate!You can see the disgrace for yourself here. Why must people continue to sexualize children yet still get surprised

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So the weekend of saying goodbye to 2011 and hello to 2012 was a rough one for me. I worked an early shift on New Years Eve was home before 9am with the info that I was done for the day... and thus for the year. I was so ecstatic that I took a nap. Only to have that nap interrupted by dispatch calling to ask me to come in and work another shift that afternoon. "It's an emergency we really need

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1. What did you do in 2011 that you’d never done before?Had surgery which also landed me with stitches... both of which I'd never had before.2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year?I did manage to sort of keep at least one of my resolutions... I wanted to try new things and I did manage to do that.3. Did anyone close to you give birth?No, no one I can

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Fatigue and exhaustion is taking it's toll. My whole body aches beyond the point of tolerance. I slept for a solid 10 hours and if it weren't for my back screaming in pain, I'd go back for a few more hours. I may still yet nap today. I called in sick late last night. I hated to do it, but sometimes you have to do what you have to do. And since I know people I work with will read this, I will

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My life before becoming driving professional was one of quiet caution, thanks to bumps and cuts and bruises received doing things "unsafely". When I became an OTR truck driver and was properly "pumpkinized" in Green Bay, WI I adopted the mantra "Safety First and Always!" and held fast to all it stood for.I became ever more safety conscious, resulting in fewer bumps, cuts and bruises. I believe

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I was walking across the parking lot at work the other day when I impuslviely reached down to check the zipper on my pants. I realized at that moment that this is something I do EVERY day and something I don't even really realize I'm doing most of the time. It's not like I have a habit of leaving my fly down. I have a very strict sequence of events that I follow when getting dressed and in

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So today I went to the dentist for the first time in a period long enough that I don't want to admit it openly. The intention was a cleaning and check up and get setup with a new family dentist. But that's not all that I got the pleasure of today. No no. It was a full service visit, taking care of business as only dentists can do it.The cleaning part of my visit was a lot easier than I'd

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So I'd been posting my happy little heart out for all my friends and family to see on Facebook. I thought some of my posts were pretty clever. Some were downright awesome. But I kept wondering why only one friend was "liking" or commenting on them. Today I found out that it was because some how I'd managed to set my status updates to a custom setting where only that particular friend had the

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Just wanted to take a moment to wish everyone celebrating the various seasonal holidays a merry time of it.

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So last week at work I returned from my two day Thanksgiving break to find the day room smothered in Christmas decorations. There was one lone driver sitting in the day room when I arrived. I went to the dispatchers office, checked in and then made my way into the day room for a minute to get my things in order before heading out to the bus when I commented on the decorations."Looks nice, but I

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Ugh. I'm about to go off the deep end. My epic decision has stalled and is nearly dead in the water. Time for plan b... Which sucks. But whatever.

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I am T minus 4 hours away from another night run. I need to take a nap but I'm not tired enough to sleep. I need to eat but my stomach is in knots. And I also need to shower... but honestly I don't really care how I smell when I have to deal with these idiots tonight. Plus, I just did something I wasn't sure I actually would do and I'm both nervous and excited about it. It's HUGE. Epic even.

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Seriously stressed out. I need a vacation but can't take one because of my job. I don't have any time to take off yet. I won't get any time until April. If I live that long. The stress is seriously killing me. I am not really cut out for this public service shit. I had a long night last night when I got short notice thrown into a night run. I was two hours into protection when I got the

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No, no I've not found a dead body in the river. Although, if I ever do I'm totally poking it with a stick. But I digress....No, the title line is referring to the little annoying piece of crap floating around inside my eyeball that is making quite a nuisance of itself lately. Below is the best representation of what I "see" that I could find on the internet. Crazy isn't it? Unlike the

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I am a storyteller. There is not now nor will there ever have been 100% accuracy in my stories. For one thing I do not remember exact exchanges so quotations are generalized at best.And for another thing, I have to embellish for entertainments sake. :)

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"Hey bus driver what's your name?" he asks."Bus Driver." I say with a polite smile on my face."Really a bus driver named Bus Driver?" he asks as seriously as he could."Yep." I reply continuing to smile."No really sweetie what's your name?" he pushed."I told ya, first name Bus, last name Driver." I chuckled.....and he continued the conversation by trying to guess my name for 6 miles worth of

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Yesterday I had an incident with a passenger at work that took every ounce of my energy to get through. The situation, while irritating and day-ruining, could have been MUCH worse had I not had a particularly special passenger on board. But the ridiculousness of the situation just zapped the life right out of me. And it only took about 3 minutes from start to finish for the ordeal to play

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I'm itching to be crafty. Anyone out there have any cute crafty ideas that don't require sewing? I'm open to anything involving hot glue, regular glue, paint, glitter (oooh yeah glitter!), embellishments of any sort.... etc. I just can't sew and prefer not to try to learn on the fly. I was thinking about getting into scrap-booking but man that's an EXPENSIVE hobby. But I want to do something

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I make a choice to pursue something and I get nowhere. Today I made a few phone calls but all I got were voice mail inbox's and my hopes up. I really had hoped to speak to a real live human regarding a few things today but alas, it wasn't in the stars. So I will have to wait for returned phone calls, which of course will probably lead to a game of phone tag since I am almost always working and

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I was just browsing pictures over at Yahoo! OMG and saw a few celebrities that I'd never seen before. I'd heard about them, most of them musicians whom I've heard on the airwaves for ages. But had never actually seen them.I hate it when I picture someone looking a certain way and then when I finally see them I get deflated with disappointment because they are sooooo not what I expected. One of

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I had received my monthly freebie code from RedBox via text message on Monday. So after work I stopped by the closest kiosk to choose my free rental. I didn't know that Bridesmaids was out on DVD, primarily because I don't keep up with that sort of thing. But when I saw it on the list of available movies I selected it and proceeded to type in my promo code. I was annoyed when I tried twice to

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I seriously love this movie. I needed some background noise so I turned on my Wii and tuned in to Netflix and there it was, staring at me in my "recommended" list. So of course I figured why not. I remember the first time I ever watched this movie. It was all the rage. Everyone said it was the musical of the year, maybe the century. My ex-husband and I had just PCS'd to Goodfellow AFB in San

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Forget whack-a-mole. I prefer to play whack-a-deer. Yup, killed myself a deer this morning. Dumb buck. I had two passengers who were neither bothered by or impressed with my deer killing skills. I'd seen it coming, I knew it wasn't gonna get out of the road in time. I slowed down from 55 MPH to probably around 40 MPH by the time I made impact. After the deer and the front of the bus met for the

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I'm going thru a bit of a crisis. I'm being pulled in different directions. An internal struggle waging full on war, one desire pitted against another, being flanked and attacked from all sides by yet more desires. Oh why can't we just have it all?!Maybe it's just the changing of the seasons, personal stresses, creating these waves of insanity. I'll give it a few days, maybe a couple weeks to see

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Today, amid lingering ickyness from a stomach bug that struck me hard yesterday, I forced myself out and about for at least a part of the day. I spent the morning making a stop at the local urgent care to get a confirmation on the virus I was dealing with and a doctors excuse for having had to miss work thanks to it. After that I went to see my step mom for a clean-up cut and color date. She is

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So I went to the mall this past Saturday to get my hair done. I was looking for something like the shaggy sexy do on Winona Ryder in the picture above. But I ended up with the hairstyle below. This picture was taken day one after I got it cut and while I managed to make it look kind of cute, but wasn't certain I liked it. After 5 days, I've decided I hate it. I'm going today to get it

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I was making my way around my route this morning when I picked up a young girl waiting with her mother at a bus stop. She was somewhere between the age of 12-15. It's hard to tell these days, what with all the hormones and such, just how old a youngster is. But since she was headed to the middle school across town it's safe to assume she was within that age range. Her mother bid her farewell,

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So I've got a lot to say today. I would have put all of these tales into one post but where would the fun be in that?Exactly.I was planning my grocery shopping for the week, putting items into the handy iPhone app I downloaded for keeping track of shopping lists. I was opening and closing the fridge, the cabinets, and scanning what shelves we use to store food stuffs trying to get a good idea

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The other day my husband and I were out and about running errands during one of my split shift breaks. We headed downtown to pay our City fees. On the way out of the City office I noticed something in the vending machine across the hall from the door we had just exited. There was a bag of Reese's Pieces that had gotten stuck mid-vend. My mind instantly revved up with excitement."Honey, give

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So as you can see I've changed it up a bit here on the ol' bloggy. Actually what I've done with the title and overall theme of the blog is go right back to where I started. I had a blog over on what used to be known as "Yahoo! 360", what seems like many moons ago. I called it simply "The Ravings of a Lunatic". I was an office jockey at the time and had a lot of time on my hands and even more

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My husband and I were discussing my recent adventures at work last night. I was telling him about the girl that talked my ear off the other day so much so that I resorted to the following:Girl: My family has a lot of fun traditions for Christmas. My sister and I sneak down early on Christmas morning and empty our stockings. We have lunch at our place then go to grandma's house and have dinner

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I'm considering taking the blog in a new direction. Just letting you know in advance. Thanks, Gi-Gi Roxx

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It went from a pleasant mid-to-upper 70's to lower 40's in about 24 hours and I'm not quite sure I like it. I am sitting here right now in a sweatshirt, sweatpants and praying that my laptop warms up soon so my legs will get a little warmer. If only I had knitted that little tiny sweater to keep my nose warm.I know I need to get washed up and head out to run a few errands before my night run

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I was released to return to work this past Monday. But since it was a holiday weekend I ended up not getting to work until Wednesday, since Tuesday is one of my regularly scheduled days off. I was so nervous as I mentioned in my previous post, about going back to work. But I was all worked up over nothing. The first day back I ended up with a run that was cake. I made two trips out and back

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So I've always had beef with censorship in general. I do it myself from time to time, putting asterisk's in the place of vowels in "dirty" words here on my blog. I do it, however, because otherwise I'd need to add an "over 18" protector to my page and I really don't want to do that. Sure the word is still pretty much there and coherent but at least I'm not truly "spelling it out".Aside from

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I'm super anxious about going back to work tomorrow. Straight up scared about it. I know I haven't forgotten how to drive a bus or collect fare or deal with rowdy passengers. I know I'll still fit in my uniform (actually I'll probably need it taken in a bit) and my shoes haven't grown roots by the back door. But I'm anxious nonetheless. It's almost like it's my first day solo all over again.

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Well the appointment went well. My stitches were removed and the surgeon told me that pathology said my gallbladder had been "grossly inflamed" but there were no stones to speak of. Which is good but kinda neither here nor there now that that bastard is out of my body. She told me she felt I was healing up well and to just keep taking it easy with lifting and such until I feel that my muscles

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Today I meet with my surgeon for a follow-up appointment. I'm not really too concerned about the visit. I'm hoping she snips out these stitches and maybe tells me what ended up being wrong with my gallbladder. Surely pathology has had time to run all their tests on it. I'm healing up well and feeling better each day. But I'm still having some muscular pain on my right side, probably from

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So yeah I apparently missed all the action while on my way to my surgeons office today. Thanks to the fabulous shocks on my Versa I didn't even feel the slightest tremor that occurred during the 5.8 earthquake that hit earlier. People all over the state and eastern seaboard, friends of mine even, felt it and were posting about it on Facebook. I felt left out. While everyone else was freaking

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Last night I woke up about every 4.5 to 5 hours needing to use the restroom. Liquid diets will do that I suppose. But it was also just about on time every time for my next dose of pain medicine. And apparently the pain meds I'm taking give your brain a chance to be super creative. For instance, last night I dreamed that I was going back over-the-road and was at a company terminal that was the

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Well my consult with the surgeon went well today. So well in fact that I'm scheduled for gallbladder removal surgery (aka Laparoscopic cholecystectomy) tomorrow afternoon. Yep. Surprisingly soon. But I'm thoroughly stoked. I am very happy to be finally getting rid of "The Boss". Yay. So there. :)

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Tomorrow is the day. I finally meet with a surgeon to discuss my surgical future. I'm scared and excited and a wee bit nervous. Plus after the latest round of medical bills that arrived in the mailbox today I'm kinda dreading it. I know surgery is going to be way more expensive than a few overnights and a couple of tests. Oi! Fun stuff to forget my woes... My hubby and I went out and about

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This morning I made yet another trip to the ER because of my gallbladder. I was at work, driving along and all of a sudden I was hit with the urge to go #2. I found a place to pull over my bus and use facilities for that sort of thing. It was unpleasant. I'll spare you the details. Shortly after returning to my bus and getting back on the road the pain started to grow in my abdomen. It hits

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My husband received news that he has been selected for the Apprenticeship program at the Local Plumbers & Pipefitter's Union. This is big, actually HUGE, for him. It will finally thrust him right into the career path he's been wanting to get into. He recently started classes for at a Community & Technical College for HVAC (heating and cooling basically) full time. But he will probably be

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Just kinda wanted to put the word out there.... Boys (or men for that matter) you most certainly should NOT wear skinny jeans. I don't care if you're Emo, a Hipster, Punk-Rock, etc. Skinny jeans on a dude is just gross.

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Due to current job dissatisfaction, other life crap and a stress level high enough to produce enough energy to fire a light bulb for a week... I found myself thinking about my old life over-the-road. So I decided to pull up posts at random and refresh my memory about the old Gi-Gi. I laughed at some of the things I read and also remembered scenarios that made me want to pull my hair out, scream

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Yesterday I had a new experience as a bus driver. I relieved a driver who had accumulated a medium sized load of people on a bus that was heading up river to my old hometown. As he left his post in the drivers' seat he told me a few bits of pertinent information about the passengers on board and wished me luck with one, who had apparently been asleep since he got on over an hour prior. I took

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So yeah I'm gonna blow off some steam. We all get angry right? We all get pissed off and need a good vent right? Well here's one for ya.How do you file a workers compensation claim, get denied, appeal, get denied again and then mysteriously 5 months later you find out that less than 30 days ago the workers compensation paid PART of a medical bill relating to the claim without telling the parties

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Lately I've done a lot of whining and moaning about my health issues. Sorry. There have been other things happening that are blog worthy. Like the "talkin' to" I got from a Tri-State Racetrack and Gaming Center employee yesterday. During the route I had to run yesterday afternoon I ended up having a 30 minute layover at the Casino. So just as I was told to do during training I made the loop

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That's what I'm calling my gallbladder now.... since it's dictating my life as a whole right now. I put food in my mouth and within the hour it tells me in doses of pain how much is likes or hates what I gave it. If it hates it, it makes me work late. If it likes it, I get a short break until I do something that pisses it off again (which I typically will). Right now it's been confirmed that

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Today I got up early and drove myself to my new vacation home... you know... the local hospital. I was scheduled for a nuclear medicine test called a HIDA scan, to check out my liver and gallbladder. During this test you're injected with a radioactive liquid they call a tracer and then lay still for an hour while an x-ray like machine takes pictures of your abdomen. The first thing to start

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The other day I was running the trolley route and I picked up a husband and wife couple that were headed to the local city pool to cool off for the afternoon. It was about 98 degrees out with a heat index of well over 105. It was freakin' HOT!When the couple boarded my pseudo trolley I wondered if they had brought soap and a rubber ducky with them as well, because judging from the body odor

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Yesterday I swear every crazy person in the valley got on my bus during my evening shift. It wasn't especially busy, even for a Saturday afternoon. But I got a few cuckoo clocks on board.The best of them was this one guy I'd picked up on my way up river on the first part of my shift. He's a uniquely odd kind of guy. I've seen him around about town for years so I'm fairly familiar with his

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I had been having bouts of chest, back, neck, shoulder and jaw pain. A fullness, pressure like irritation more than actual pain but the doctor said that essentially it was pain. I know it WAS a pain, but it wasn't really painful to the point of saying 'ouch'. It had been happening for three days and on Tuesday, the morning of the 4th day, it happened again. That time it was the ouch kind of

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I just spent over 20 minutes letting Internet Explorer install it's newest version on my laptop. Of course, the first three times I tried to open it after installing and then restarting my computer it crashed. Fourth time it worked, but froze up for like 8 minutes and then everything looked weird as hell. I'd had it. Internet Explorer has been giving me fits for months. Freezing up all the

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Last night the hubby and I watched Kick-Ass on Netflix. I'd overlooked it more than a dozen times on the new movie listings while looking for something to watch. Thinking it was just not my style of flick. But last night the hubby decided that we were gonna watch it. I was reluctant and nearly retreated to the bedroom to read.But I'm so glad I didn't because well....it kicked ass. What a great

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I fought back the tears all the way across the parking lot. I had a rough day of it (and it's technically not over yet) today. I thought things were going quite well. My passenger loads were light for the better part of the morning. I'd say my first three hours were cake. Then the crazies came out. I suppose I should have expected it. It is a Saturday and I was running what we call "main line".

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While not a complete disaster, since the trolley was not really as bad as I'd presumed it would be, was still a bust for me. It was hot as ballz and of course the trolley has no A/C. But despite sweat soaked clothing and a layer of grime and filth it only took a 15 minute shower to be remedied.What got me most about the 8 hour trolley run was how I was constantly being compared to and sized up to

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I have the (dis)pleasure of running around the town on the trolley route today. I'm sure it's gonna be a blast (sarcasm at it's finest). It has no A/C, horrible fumes, and fussy riders who will all whine that the regular driver betrayed them by taking a week off. The only really good parts are that it runs a simple fare system and it's not equipped to haul the disabled in wheelchairs. I know that

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I'm a bad blogger friend. I'm soooo far behind on the blogs that I once regularly followed. I've not read anything that anyone else has written in a while. I do feel bad about it, but I've just not made the time to catch up. So, sorry. During the vast majority of my available free time I've been watching stuff on Netflix or napping. The life of a bus driver is hectic and demands that you catch

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I was driving a route out on Corridor G last week. It kinda does a figure eight through several of the shopping centers that line either side of the highway. There is one particular stretch of road that up until recently I hadn't had the pleasure of traversing. It had been closed for nearly a year while a bridge was replaced. I didn't realize until running a similar route the week before just how

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I picked up a passenger the other day who seemed very nice, yet a little on the overly friendly side. As I made my way along the route picking up more and more passengers, I realized that overly friendly wasn't really her mojo. No, she was a know-it-all.At one point during the trip I had about 25 people on the bus and faintly heard music coming from close by. I glanced up into my passenger mirror

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I had a bus load, nearly every seat was taken and as I made my way down the road I noticed a gentleman with a motorized wheelchair waiting at the next bus stop. As I approached the stop I noticed that it was a rather large motorized wheelchair. After I came to a stop, set the parking brake and deployed the lift, I noticed the distinct Rascal logo on the wheelchair. The man in the "drivers' seat"

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I was driving a lone passenger today, he was engrossed in his cell phone, sitting in a seat that was nearly dead center on my passenger mirror. The passenger mirror is mounted in such a way as to allow me to see nearly all of my passengers with a quick glace up and to my right. As I rolled along towards the final destination, I made occasional glances in my passenger mirror to check on my

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Well things are getting better at work. I'm finding my groove, dealing with the idiots and non-idiots alike. Trying to be as fair as I can. As firm as I can. And still managing to have fun while doing it.Just yesterday I had a high and a low point that are both, a day later, laughable. Low point was a dude I picked up who paid to get through to a zone 1, but when he rang the bell to get off the

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On Wednesday I ran a route I felt quite confident about. I had had a good trainer on that particular route and truly felt I had it grasped quite well. So I got in my bus, headed to the transit mall downtown to pick up passengers and begin my route. Things went well until I arrived at the place were I was supposed to make my first turn and... well... kept going past it. Having been distracted by a

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Today I was privy to a conversation between two mid-to-late twenty something males. A conversation no one really wants or needs to hear. It was as if they were discussing the high schools and colleges they attended in years' past. At one point it seemed like a pretty normal conversation about roommates and the social lives they lead. Reminding me of my days in college... Only they weren't talking

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I've pretty much decided I am not gonna blog about the last couple of weeks of my bus driver training, primarily because it's all a blur at this point. I've also decided not to really do a big sob story blog about the nearly 5 days I spent in a hospital bed because of some random bacterial infection that wreaked havoc on my body. That's pretty much all there was to it, I got sick, was in pain,

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So yeah on Saturday May 21, 2011 I got myself hitched to my sweetie. It was a brilliant, lovely, perfect day filled with an abundance of love and celebration. Our family and friends that came to share our wedding day made it so special for us. My Daddy walked me down the aisle.My Sister was my Matron of Honor. My niece was the most precious Flower Girl ever. My now brother-in-law stood with my

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Life has been insane. Training, wedding planning, a not quite brief enough hospitalization, the actual wedding, a short honeymoon, and now back into training mode. C R A Z Y. I promise a blog soon.

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I was sitting here this morning on a second day off sick sipping coffee and eating cereal, between coughing fits. I looked to my left to retrieve my coffee cup when I noticed a little bitty ant crawling around on the tabletop. UGH! I squished him dead and kept on about my business of breakfasting. I was nearly finished with my cereal when I wanted another wash of coffee and as I reached for my

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I was a little frustrated to realize that the first route of this week was one I've run twice already. It is a little difficult for some to learn because of all the turns. There are a total of 87 turns when run from beginning to end. That's a bit much, but if you can use landmarks and street names to remember where to go, it makes it much easier. And having run it twice already before, I did it

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Well week four is coming to a close. I've got four more shifts over the next two days. I'm exhausted. My morale is low. Today's second shift whipped me and my confidence. By the time we got the bus back to the garage this evening... I was ready to turn in my uniforms and cry mercy. The driving part of the job is fairly easy. Adjusting from bus to bus is a little annoying but doable. Learning the

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Yeah, so I totally didn't feel like blogging about week #3 until now, which happens the beginning of week #4. Primarily because week 3 kicked my butt. It was my first week out with the seasoned drivers, learning some of the routes as well as the in's and out's of bus driving. And it was mentally exhausting. By Friday, I was a zombie. Honestly, even after a holiday weekend, I still feel like a

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Week two started off with an immense amount of anxiety. I was feeling mega butterflies as I arrived to the garage that morning. I knew that this week was gonna be the week we really kicked it up and got into the nitty gritty that is bus driving. The previous week, we'd only taken out what are called the cut-away buses. They are smaller than what you would typically assume a bus would be because

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Seems kind of like I've been here before. Posting information about the first week of training for a new and exciting career is how I got started on this little bloggy of mine a few years ago. And so now here I am, retraining into another new and exciting career and blogging about it. Week one was definitely a challenge, but I fear that the worst is yet to come. Sure it was tough learning what I

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I'm so over that bubble gig. Yesterday I started training for my new job. Super fun... or something. My new job in literal translation is: "transit bus operator". In layman's terms: city bus driver, In the world of all that is moi: Gi-Gi the Bus Driving Adventuress. ;o) All aboard, sit down, shut up and enjoy this whole new ride folks! It's gonna be something! So, day one was pretty much just

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Yesterday should have been a fairly easy day for me at work. I drove a little over two and a half hours then had to fill up a CO2 tank and off load two Nitrogen cylinders at a Ruby Tuesday's. I didn't know the cylinders would be the demise of my easy day. I was actually driving the truck with the lift gate which makes loading and unloading cylinders much easier than the other truck without such

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Nice little storm blew threw just after I got home from work. I grabbed my camera and headed out to watch through my lens from the safety of my front porch. Once the hail stopped falling I risked a little rain to pick this big boy up to get a closer picture. Most of the hail stones were smaller and less significant. There were, however, enough of these big guys to make quite a clatter as they

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Hmm, I was just staring at my computer screen wondering what blog I'd landed on and was curious how I got there. Then I realized it was my own blog. *snort* Go figure. I have been a real scatter brain today. I blame the sunshine. It's got my circuitry mixed up or something. What's funny was that today at work I found myself having to bite my tongue so as to NOT complain about the fact that I

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Today I told my boss he has me for only two more weeks. Another change is occurring in my life and I am scared and thrilled and everything in between. I went this morning for pre-employment drug/alcohol testing for the local public transit authority. Yep, I'll be driving a bus.No more hauling around heavy tanks, frozen liquid CO2 , hoses, etc. No more bubbles.Instead I'll be hauling around the

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