Last night I start work in a real bad mood, thanks to some bad news!! Even though me and my husband got our "Wild Fuck On" earlier in the day, I just couldn't stop hashing over "Someone" printing off my blog. I'm flabbergasted as to their motives. My stories are just for fun!! 

Tonight was my first shift with Red Shift and thank God I kept myself busy all night long. This kept me from stewing. I found myself with an upset tummy, AKA..... "bubble guts", and had to visit the toilets frequently to release a puff of "Plagiarism" gas every hour or so, ROFLMAO!! .  

Can I talk frank with you? .......I mean, come the fuck on!! If you can't recongnise entertainment without getting your fuckin panties in a twist, then your a goddamned Moron, and please do me a favour and stay the fuck off of my website!! (disclaimer: that is directed at mean people in general not anyone specific, lol)

So somewhere before first break, my line was down, so I dashed off to the toilet. With the amount of time I spent in there last night, you would think it's was my "Office" and I'm investing in shares!!

I managed to pry my ass off the commode seat in time to enjoy a Weight Watchers meal for Supper!!

So after first break I'm feeling "OK"!! I'm well feed, quite hydrated, and gas free!! Life was looking up!!

I headed back to evaluate, and rate "Red Shift". Over the last 2 years I've barely worked there, I've only ever had 5 or so, shifts with them. So I needed to have a good look around!! My observations tell me that this is a pretty decent looking bunch. A bit young and nothing compared to my Mr. Pecks, lol.

I headed out to the "Smoking Hole" during my quick toilet break. I hadn't even payed attention to the time until it was pointed out, at that moment. But thankfully, it was already 130am. These 8 hour shift go by so quick, it feels like a blink of an eye!!

I returned to the floor and began cleaning up. Generally cleaning around the machine floors. I was sort of in my own little bubble (probably gas bubble for all I know, lol). I looked around and all the repack was taken care of, all the floors were clean, well clean enough until we wash them at 530am. 

Happy with my progress, I headed to the multipack line, all good on that front. Another machine was resting (phew) and the twister was on the blink. So this gave me time to gather around with everyone else before I was due on the line. 

It's funny how each shift tries to defend their shift, by saying that their shift is the best. Some of the chicks turn to me and ask which shift I like better. Well, of course I'm gonna defend my G-Unit. I'm proud of my fellow team members. I miss them. I'm so glad they were due on at 6am. I knew I was in for some short laugh's and a splash of "Fine ass man" for my vision. Hahah

Second break rolled around and I was feeling great. I thought "there's nothing to complain about, life is good!!". My reliever even said to take it easy. Of course I thought (but didn't say out loud) "No Worries Mate" "You don't have to tell me twice!"

When my break ended, I hurried back to my position. Damn it's was still not running. This gave me another 30 minutes up my sleeve.....it's so much easier when you don't have to look for shit to do!!        

My eyes were glued to the clock for the last 30 minutes in anticipation for seeing my G-Unit. I had a few targets to Zero in on, lol. One of course, being Mr. Pecks. 

My relief finally came and I started spying my targets. I made it half way off the factory floor when I was stopped. I was giving hugs cause I seriously miss my team members. (I'm not being possessive am I, lol)

I made it off the floor about 10 minutes past 6am. My day didn't finish then. I grabbed my stuff and briskly walked out to my car and headed straight to the gym. I hashed out the rest of my frustration on the treadmill. Then headed home and quietly slipped into bed next to my husband. I dare not wake him because it's after house rule hours which meant he could hit me up for a fuck fest. With no energy I thought "Phew.......made it", lo