Happy Belated-Valentine’s Day. I’m sorry if you didn’t get my Valentine, I haven’t actually sent it yet. They’re all in my car, just waiting for the time I go to the post office while it’s still open.
Today’s Exploit:
I got a little break. And I was very lazy, and I didn’t write any posts. I was guilt ridden all week, but it didn’t stop me from procrastinating.
But I’m back. And maybe I’ll be productive and write a few posts. We’ll see.
Last week Justin, my sometimes-manager sent me a little messenger note saying I was needed at a rig.
Justin: I have a rig for you. I’ll need you to be there Monday.
Me: Where is it?
Justin: South Texas
Ew.
Me: What rig?
Justin: Patterson 12.
Again, I say "Ew".
Me: What tools?
Justin: SlimPulse.
Justin: Your other option is to go back to Nabors 712.
(That’s the one with my friend, the dirty old man)
Me: Either one is fine.
Justin: Ok then, you can go to Patterson 17. Your night hand will be a post-school trainee.
Me: gulp…
Justin: I’ll send directions to your email.
Me: …
I’m still a bit awestruck by this sudden promotion. I’ve never worked with anyone less qualified than I am. It will be the first time that I won’t have someone to hand the reins over to when all hell breaks loose and I have no idea what’s going on. I won’t have anyone to wake at night asking what the heck happened to the computer and why won’t it work?
I’m terrified.
And slightly exhilarated.
And terrified.
I might have to have a panic attack this afternoon. Stand by for further notice. If I don’t update this soon please send paramedics, I’ll probably be having heart palpitations.
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