I Don’t Know

Had the forklift training (the sit down, PowerPoint, and written test portion, anyway) with Goodhair Evan and Crazy Lady. I may have flunked the written test. Should I have told them I have ADD? I’m on meds for it.

I was sleepy, too, though. And some of the stuff on the test, the trainer hadn’t covered.

We did discuss the many, many terrifyingly dangerous mistakes one can make while operating a forklift.

I am afraid of what happens to me if I say I don’t want to do it. Obviously, I want to stay in the WH. But even if they kicked me out, which I doubt they would, I don’t know if it’s worth the risk. I don’t want to hurt anyone.

To be perfectly honest, even after all these years, I’m still not the best driver. And this seems far more complicated than just driving a car.

I mean, I’d like to say I’m comfortable with the whole thing, buuuuuut…

I really need to talk to someone about this. I’m afraid Eddie and Rick might have a bit too much confidence in me in this particular situation.

If I told my dad I’m considering driving a forklift, he would absolutely freak out!

I was out on the floor today, trying to manipulate the pallet jack in a really tight space with that same damn woman, breathing down my neck and trying to take over. She said “Just let me do it” like three times before I finally flung it at her.

I should never have done that. Now she knows if she keeps nagging me long enough, I’ll hand it over just to shut her the hell up.

To my credit, I did tell her straight out “No,” like, three times. Saying no to people even once is hard for me.

God, what a busybody. The items I was trying to deliver were not even for her!

Rick said, yes, she’s a nightmare. Only “nightmare” was not his exact word.

Anyway, I don’t know what to do about the forklift.

I appear to be stuck between a rock and a hard place. It’s becoming a rather familiar location for me.

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