my life as a nomad

and the curse continues

i actually have one guy who i trained who just recently hit the three-month mark, which is an all-time record for longevity for anyone who has been under the tutelage of noonan, but that one check mark beside my name is swamped by a deluge of dismal failures.

the latest chap who i took under my wings hasn't left yet, but his potential longevity at the warehouse isn't a proposition that i'd care to wager on. consider the following: earlier this week, he showed up late for work, only by about ten minutes or so. when inquiries were made as to why he wasn't there by 9, he offered the following explanation...

he was pulled over by a game warden (yes, not even a real cop) for reckless driving and so forth. he didn't have a license (it having been previously suspended), so he gave the warden his state ID insetad. upon running the plates and looking up his driving record, the following stats came to light:
-8 unpaid speeding ticket in three states
-1 suspension of his license (which explains him not having it)
-$2,000 in unpaid fines, fees, and court costs
-2 warrants out for his arrest
-1 uninspected, uninsured vehicle being driven

all this information was offered up freely and with an air of almost pride. he was perhaps most impressed with the fact that he was allowed to go on his way to work, most likely because, as he said, "my grandfather was a state trooper in the area for years." yes, that must have been it, because there's no other earthly explanation for why he wasn't arrested on the spot, except maybe for the fact that it was a game warden who pulled him over in the first place.

but then he gave me his mcgriddle breakfast sandwich because he wasn't hungry, plus i think that he views me as his mentor and sensai. so we laughed at his story, i ate the sandwich, and it was another typical day at the warehouse lunch table.


the end.

posted by Patrick @ 8:00 PM