December 02, 2008
Shiny Yellow Locks, Dull Purply Spots
How many trips to the tool trailer does it take for the average GITC team member to realize that the ceiling in there in low enough that if you attempt to stand straight up you will most likely bang your head on one of numerous bolts?
For some it only took one or two trips; for me, it took about five times.
Even a shorty like me wasn’t exempt; I ended up with one really sore spot on my scalp. Thank goodness for baseball caps or some of us might have ended up with stitches in our heads, instead of purply forehead spots.
I wasn’t the only one making multiple trips to the trailer on Thursday morning. After the rush to begin, the delays, and cooler incident, there was just a little more scattering than normal. And just a little tension.
There was a lot of trailer unlocking and locking, and handing off of the key chain (also known as “shiny yellow locks”). You’d think the bright color would make them harder to dislocate. No matter who had them, someone was always looking for them.
Misplaced parts, misfiled equipment, missing pieces: but not really.
Sometimes things go missing for a reason. Sometimes, we need a break and don't know it. Sometimes at the lowest point when the winds seem nothing but scattered, what we need floats our way, and lifts us high enough to continue.
Posted by jaselin at December 2, 2008 08:03 PM