Today's Keyboard Smash
Oct. 8th, 2020 04:36 pmGaaaaahhhh... Getting up at 3:30 is somehow so much more than just one hour earlier than 4:30.
ETA: oh my god, I'm so tired, I can't even remember what time I got up. That should be 2:30, compared to my normal 3:30. Oh, waking up at 4:30 is a delicious luxury reserved for the weekend. *lolsob*
I had the lead engineer ask me, bright and cheery, if I thought this job would be done tomorrow. I straight-up laughed in his face. I then had to patiently explain that, for it to even be finished by Monday when it's due, I would have to more than double my current production rate. That is physically impossible. Like, literally the machine cannot make the parts that much faster, even if I had someone to cover all my breaks. This does not even address the fact that swing shift is making a mere fraction of what I do, for mysterious reasons. (Seriously, how? How are you making so few parts???)
To repeat the refrain: fucking engineers.
I would apologize for these posts becoming the "all manufacturing, all the time" show, but that's basically all my life consists of right now. One meal a day, half an hour of collecting pumpkin-themed items in Animal Crossing, and running machines.
Okay. Eight more hours of machine life tomorrow, and I can be something else for a while. I can do this.
ETA: oh my god, I'm so tired, I can't even remember what time I got up. That should be 2:30, compared to my normal 3:30. Oh, waking up at 4:30 is a delicious luxury reserved for the weekend. *lolsob*
I had the lead engineer ask me, bright and cheery, if I thought this job would be done tomorrow. I straight-up laughed in his face. I then had to patiently explain that, for it to even be finished by Monday when it's due, I would have to more than double my current production rate. That is physically impossible. Like, literally the machine cannot make the parts that much faster, even if I had someone to cover all my breaks. This does not even address the fact that swing shift is making a mere fraction of what I do, for mysterious reasons. (Seriously, how? How are you making so few parts???)
To repeat the refrain: fucking engineers.
I would apologize for these posts becoming the "all manufacturing, all the time" show, but that's basically all my life consists of right now. One meal a day, half an hour of collecting pumpkin-themed items in Animal Crossing, and running machines.
Okay. Eight more hours of machine life tomorrow, and I can be something else for a while. I can do this.