"I make a lot of mistakes. I think I'd notice that one."

When the you walk into work at 8am and the first thing your boss asks you to do is investigate a report that one of your drivers was driving the wrong way down a highway with cars flying into the ditch to avoid him, you know your day is going to be interesting.

I spent a big part of morning dealing with that in between making delivery phone calls. I'm happy to say that there seems to be no substance to this report and my drivers know how to drive on the highways.

Well, most of them.

The past couple of weeks have been like this. Every day it's something. For whatever reason, nothing will go smooth. There's got to be a hang up. It's starting to get tiresome.

Other than that work is pretty okay. I admit that I'm still not doing a lot (this week more than normal since we're covering two other plants) and I use that downtime to do things like read The Pantagraph and Chicago Tribune online as well as getting caught up on all my baseball news. I usually do that when I have time in the morning. Then in the afternoon, I listen to any ballgames that might be on and write, usually blog posts, but sometimes I work on short stories as well.

Sometimes I appreciate those days.

Sometimes I want to spork my eyes out from boredom.

Oh well. It's a living.