Busy day. It started with a mouse’s nest and lots and lots of orange cleaner. It ended with two appointments and a noisy kindergartener.
What happened in between? You don’t want to know.
I’m just kidding.
I got spoken to about not wearing my hard hat. So I’ve got to have that thing on my head, again. Maybe I can ask for one of those caps that everyone else has. I’m just thinking it might make me less sweaty and make me feel slightly less ridiculous.
They want to forklift train me. “Uhhh, sure,” I said. Maybe it won’t be as scary as I’m thinking.
I think it will probably be a very funny sight: me, operating a forklift. Oh, well.
Good day points-wise.