Monday, December 17, 2001
alright, let me preface this by saying i have nothing against funeral processions. i think they are kind of neat. in fact, when i die, i hope i am important enough to have a cool funeral procession
that said, there is absolutely nothing that can fuck up traffic quite like a 100 car long funeral procession :) i was the first in line behind this funeral procession today. it didn't really effect me, i was on my lunchbreak. anyways, i see these motorcycle cops zip up, swerve in front of me, and stop me right before i go through the intersection at roanoke and montlake. i'm just like, ok... then i see the hearse drive up, followed by an endless stream of cars. ENDLESS. i mean this thing was fucking huge. i think a fair number of the cars were actually from another funeral procession that this monstrosity of a funeral procession enveloped along the way. anyways, i wait and wait and wait, and finally they let me go. i catch up with the funeral procession in like 2 seconds. at this point, i tried to join it. i snuck right behind the last car when the motorcycle cop following the thing went off to block off another intersection. so i was in it for a while, until he came back and cut me off and kept me out of it. anyways, i followed this thing all the way to 75th on montlake and 25th and such. man, thats a long way to be driving 15 miles an hour. thankfully, they all turned left, and i turned right to my house. it was kind of funny. when i die, i want to send my funeral procession down montlake during rush hour or something, then have it pull a u-turn and go back. that would rule.
i was working with a crew of people at a park today we hired from a new place. they were pretty cool. they were kind of jackasses, but not in a bad jackass way. they talked about fishing a lot, and didn't know too much about plants. i don't blame them, it just seemed they knew less than the other crews we usually get. they worked harder, so it was all good, and the task we gave them didn't really rely on knowlege, per se. anyways, it was wierd seeing the contrast between this crew, and the other crews. we get two crews from this place that is basically up of young people suckered into working for shat wages doing shat things. it was just really wierd seeind the difference between these two, considering technically they are the same thing. one has a really granola vibe, everyone is vegan or vegetarian, etc etc. of course i am stereotyping, but this is the general vibe given off. the other were not, they seemed pretty meat and potatoes. yar yar, hit things with polaski, yar, dig, fish, yar. you know... they also seemed to act less mature. they acted younger than i think they were, which is cool, because if i had my choice i would act like that too. the other seems to try to act older than they really are. in truth, all these people are like my age or a little older, it is pretty comparable to me. but whatever. this last group of people on the otherhand... we hire these guys, because for some reason they are the leaders in the labor field or some such nonesense. they are more of a corporation than anything else. we had the head of their group come out and present to us on restoration techniques, and his presentation ended up being a sales pitch for their labor and plant materials. they are supposed to be "the leaders of the field" so we were expecting them to be these all knowing plant gods, and laugh at what we were doing and such. ryan will remember us scoffing at the work we were doing with them. in truth, these guys are really not the people we think they are. they aren't any more knowlegeable than me or ryan were. they just work harder, and have fancy tools so it looks like they are the shit. but in reality, they aren't that amazing, in my opinion. anyways, ryan should find this all funny, because in reality, they are just us, only working for a corporation in montana. they don't know or really care about what they are doing. and the fact of the matter is, as good as their reputation and all that is, we are hiring them to do all the shit jobs we don't want to do, and we are in charge of them while they are here. yee haw, the ownage.
anyways, this place i work for is pretty wierd. i'd run it completely differently if it was my money, but hey, it isn't.
WAnktation is a part of life...
that said, there is absolutely nothing that can fuck up traffic quite like a 100 car long funeral procession :) i was the first in line behind this funeral procession today. it didn't really effect me, i was on my lunchbreak. anyways, i see these motorcycle cops zip up, swerve in front of me, and stop me right before i go through the intersection at roanoke and montlake. i'm just like, ok... then i see the hearse drive up, followed by an endless stream of cars. ENDLESS. i mean this thing was fucking huge. i think a fair number of the cars were actually from another funeral procession that this monstrosity of a funeral procession enveloped along the way. anyways, i wait and wait and wait, and finally they let me go. i catch up with the funeral procession in like 2 seconds. at this point, i tried to join it. i snuck right behind the last car when the motorcycle cop following the thing went off to block off another intersection. so i was in it for a while, until he came back and cut me off and kept me out of it. anyways, i followed this thing all the way to 75th on montlake and 25th and such. man, thats a long way to be driving 15 miles an hour. thankfully, they all turned left, and i turned right to my house. it was kind of funny. when i die, i want to send my funeral procession down montlake during rush hour or something, then have it pull a u-turn and go back. that would rule.
i was working with a crew of people at a park today we hired from a new place. they were pretty cool. they were kind of jackasses, but not in a bad jackass way. they talked about fishing a lot, and didn't know too much about plants. i don't blame them, it just seemed they knew less than the other crews we usually get. they worked harder, so it was all good, and the task we gave them didn't really rely on knowlege, per se. anyways, it was wierd seeing the contrast between this crew, and the other crews. we get two crews from this place that is basically up of young people suckered into working for shat wages doing shat things. it was just really wierd seeind the difference between these two, considering technically they are the same thing. one has a really granola vibe, everyone is vegan or vegetarian, etc etc. of course i am stereotyping, but this is the general vibe given off. the other were not, they seemed pretty meat and potatoes. yar yar, hit things with polaski, yar, dig, fish, yar. you know... they also seemed to act less mature. they acted younger than i think they were, which is cool, because if i had my choice i would act like that too. the other seems to try to act older than they really are. in truth, all these people are like my age or a little older, it is pretty comparable to me. but whatever. this last group of people on the otherhand... we hire these guys, because for some reason they are the leaders in the labor field or some such nonesense. they are more of a corporation than anything else. we had the head of their group come out and present to us on restoration techniques, and his presentation ended up being a sales pitch for their labor and plant materials. they are supposed to be "the leaders of the field" so we were expecting them to be these all knowing plant gods, and laugh at what we were doing and such. ryan will remember us scoffing at the work we were doing with them. in truth, these guys are really not the people we think they are. they aren't any more knowlegeable than me or ryan were. they just work harder, and have fancy tools so it looks like they are the shit. but in reality, they aren't that amazing, in my opinion. anyways, ryan should find this all funny, because in reality, they are just us, only working for a corporation in montana. they don't know or really care about what they are doing. and the fact of the matter is, as good as their reputation and all that is, we are hiring them to do all the shit jobs we don't want to do, and we are in charge of them while they are here. yee haw, the ownage.
anyways, this place i work for is pretty wierd. i'd run it completely differently if it was my money, but hey, it isn't.
WAnktation is a part of life...
