I’m still working up in the Maine mountains and last night was like a hurricane here. I felt like one of the three little pigs in his house of sticks. I couldn’t sleep - and I can sleep through ANYTHING.
I suppose I was also a little rattled because I hit a deer on the way back to camp after dinner out with the guys. It ran right in front of me and I had ZERO time to react. That really sucked. The truck is drivable and just needs a new bumper I think, but the deer was not so fortunate.
It’s 4 degrees Fahrenheit without the wind chill, and the locks to the gates are frozen solid. Don’t think there’s going to be any work today. The Local 567 contract states that in a situation such as this, we will be paid 2 hours for showing up, and will be released. So today won’t be a total loss.
Looking forward to a pancake breakfast with my union brothers once the foreman realizes today is a lost cause. He’s stubborn, but might have some sense. The wind chill is like -15 F here, and we work outside. Even though we’re dressed for winter weather, how productive does he really think today will be?