So. My official start time at work is 6:30pm. We end at 11:30pm. I don't usually end until 12am.
However, because we're getting into the peak season, my shift starts earlier to help the day shift. Monday at 5pm, Tuesday-Friday at 6pm. Now, I have to walk to work on Monday because my mom doesn't get home until about 5pm. So yea... No ride.
I get to work and help out the day sort. Blah blah. I had to break the jam on Brampton most of the time. They were crossloading it with stuff that's meant to go to the Brown trucks... The "Boxline" stuff. Basically, anything that's going to nearby places.
Brampton is a special trailer because it doesn't actually leave the premises. After loading them, they get unloaded later on. Probably because Brampton isn't that far. They just need the extra space I guess. They're actually building another building. The one that we have has 5 PDs. When the new building is complete, there will be 12 PDs total. So yea. Apearently my PD will become busier then. Not sure how that works, but whatever.
Back to Brampton. Because they were sending Boxline there, it was busier. There was a guy loading and scanning. Then Omar, the guy who interviewed and initially trained me, was there helping load. I helped with the jam and loaded later on.
Now, to break the jams for this trailer and Stoney Creeks, you need to step in between the chute, and one of the two other chutes that drop things onto the belt. Basically there's two chutes that lead to a belt, the belt moves the packages onto the bottom chute that leads into the trailer.
It's impossible to break jams here unless you stand on the railing. It's actually pretty safe because you're wedged in a small space.
Now why am I talking about this?
Well, when my shift "officially" started. Patrick, the day shift supervisor, was standing on the railing for Stoney Creek. A girl and a guy then yelled "Hey!" at him. The girl went up to him and reprimended him for doing this. I just watched on with a confused look. Oh, and let me tell you, Patrick is skinny and tall. If he couldn't reach these packages, how should I be able to?
The only other option would be to climb the chute... Which is a no-no... And maybe even walk on the belt which would most likely be moving... ]red alert light flashes[
So how are we expected to break the jam exactly?
Oh, and when I told Steve, my sup, about it. He laughed and totally agreed with me.
Honestly. This is just another girl who doesn't know s**t about how things work in the PDs.
Oh, and to add to how pathetic people like her is. Remember how I was doing the same thing at Brampton? Omar, my trainer, he had no problem with me doing it. Hell at one point the jam was out of reach and he climbed onto the moving belt to break it. Him, the guy who taught us not to. He understands it isn't so safe. But he understands that there is no other option.
SO!
Onto my shift.
There were so many ******** tires, it was crazy. I was on St. Kitts, Prem was on Barry, Mark on Stoney Creek. You don't need to know the rest.
So, Barry's trailer ended. Its chute empty. I was just leaving the floor after helping out and was heading back to my trailer. Prem asked me to throw the tires on the floor up to him. Now, I could see some packages on my chute. However, considering he could see my chute better, and he was asking me. Well, I assumed that he saw that I wasn't backed up. So I helped, even though he could have done it himself.
After I finished, I went to my trailer. It was so ******** jammed. What an a*****e, I swear...
Ok, so 3 people didn't show up. This was bad. Steve asked Prem to help load Missisauga. That of course left Barry empty. Guess who had to scan and load it the rest of the night. Me. Guess who scanned and loaded St. Kitts the rest of the night. Me. Yup... I did two trailers at once!
Hoping from one trailer to the other made me lose my bottle of Iced Tea. At least there wasn't much left, I guess.
I got backed up a few times because of when St. Kitts needed a new trailer near the beginning of me working on both trailers. Both of them were also really busy.
I kinda got backed up again when Barry needed a switch to. However, before it finished I loaded this 80 pound package. Steve said to Mark... Oh, the everso annoying, Mark. This kid does no shut up! ...Steve told him to stop sitting around and help me load the large package. By the time he got to me, I had already loaded the thing myself. I didn't want him pestering me, so I tried shooing him off, but it was too late. Thanks, Steve. stare
Alright, later I was scanning and loading Barry. Mark showed up and started throwing new irregs in. I wanted to get out of Barry because I hadn't been in St. Kitts in a while and knew it had to be getting backed up. I scanned stuff and loaded a few things. There was two irregs I had scanned. Mark was at the end of my trailer yapping. I knew he was waiting for his new trailer so I told him to push the two irregs to the back for me so I could go to St. Kitts.
You know what he did? He called me lazy. He said he loaded 800 packages. I just looked at him and said... "Ok, well let's see. The last Barry trailer had over 700 packages... Nearly 800. Minuse about the first 200 which Prem did. Let's say I loaded 500 in the last Barry. Alright, now let's see. I had glanced by my current St. Kitts. It's over 500. That's 1000 packages. Add it the last St. Kitts abd this Barry. Oh wait... I don't need to, don't I? 1000>800. Don't call me lazy, Mr. One Trailer."
Honestly.
I got 2 hours overtime today. Haha. Oh, and just before I got to work, my mom called me. I asked if she could buy me some food since I had to walk to work. She said no. But you so know I text her at break saying I had to load two trailers at once, so she HAD to pick me up some sort of take-out. heart rofl cool
The funniest part is, I'm not even tired. whee xd
