Real Work
I was given several warnings about working for Roark. The hours would be ruthless. The breaks short. The job itself is easy, but the sheer amount of work made it seem as though we'd never finish. Regardless, I needed the extra money. Plus, there was no bitter aftertaste from the three days I worked for Roark locally.
So, I piled into my coworker-to-be's car and we took off for Kansas City. I never really considered myself a "small-town" kinda guy, but after seeing Kansas City's downtown, the tall buildings and the convention center where we'd be working... I have to admit, I felt like a yawlin' country bumpkin. The KCCC-- Kansas City Convention Center is no less than two city blocks in size. It's so big that the main entrance are on both sides of 13th street, which cuts straight through the middle. One of the guys on my team wore a pedometer, and since we all did the same work, walking everywhere, etc., I figured his pedometer would tell me how many miles we had walked in the course of a 16 hour day. I was a little shocked to find that we each had walked over 24 miles.
There were a lot of perks about this job. For one, I stayed in a pretty cozy hotel while I was there. It was an extended-stay lodge, a part of Marriott, which was neat. Also, I got to help push a few of the race cars that are going to be in NASCAR, including none other than Dale Earnhart Jr's ride. Not that I even like racing... in fact, I think it's a total waste of time. But seeing that kind of muscle with a steering wheel attached was pretty dang cool.
The other perk was a total lack of distractions. I slept like a baby knowing that it'd be quite some time before I could check e-mails, have a drink, or smoke a leisurely cigarette. Also, I managed to wake up at 5:30 AM without an alarm (I had one, but it was set to go off at 6 AM). That was pretty cool too. It also helped me forget about DC for a little while, which was refreshing after all the brain cramming she'd been responsible for lately.
Anyway, I've gotta head out. Got a game of pool or two to play.
So, I piled into my coworker-to-be's car and we took off for Kansas City. I never really considered myself a "small-town" kinda guy, but after seeing Kansas City's downtown, the tall buildings and the convention center where we'd be working... I have to admit, I felt like a yawlin' country bumpkin. The KCCC-- Kansas City Convention Center is no less than two city blocks in size. It's so big that the main entrance are on both sides of 13th street, which cuts straight through the middle. One of the guys on my team wore a pedometer, and since we all did the same work, walking everywhere, etc., I figured his pedometer would tell me how many miles we had walked in the course of a 16 hour day. I was a little shocked to find that we each had walked over 24 miles.
There were a lot of perks about this job. For one, I stayed in a pretty cozy hotel while I was there. It was an extended-stay lodge, a part of Marriott, which was neat. Also, I got to help push a few of the race cars that are going to be in NASCAR, including none other than Dale Earnhart Jr's ride. Not that I even like racing... in fact, I think it's a total waste of time. But seeing that kind of muscle with a steering wheel attached was pretty dang cool.
The other perk was a total lack of distractions. I slept like a baby knowing that it'd be quite some time before I could check e-mails, have a drink, or smoke a leisurely cigarette. Also, I managed to wake up at 5:30 AM without an alarm (I had one, but it was set to go off at 6 AM). That was pretty cool too. It also helped me forget about DC for a little while, which was refreshing after all the brain cramming she'd been responsible for lately.
Anyway, I've gotta head out. Got a game of pool or two to play.
posted by Wes Putt at 8:10 PM
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