For those of us associated with the auto industry this is something we
know in our hearts. If you have friends that are not involved with
the automotive market then please send this on...
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We're standing here and one of our guys says, "Hey! Look! There's something going on over at the GM plant across the street. There's cops everywhere!"
We all rush to the windows, and sure enough, there's cop cars and a line of people? walking up the road. We surmise that GM had announced some layoffs this morning for early ’09 and Orion’s one of the effected plants, so they must be picketing.
We stand for a bit more...and look...and I'm like, "Um guys. Those aren't people. Those are elephants."
"What? Are you smoking something?"
I replied, "Um yeah. They're elephants."
We look...sure enough. They're elephants.
The circus is at the Palace, which is very near to my office. Apparently, elephants have to come in on train, not by semi, and the nearest train depot is the GM plant...so they must have dropped the elephants at the plant and are walking them to the Palace.
You want to bring all productivity to a screeching halt in an office? Walk some elephants up the road.
I have at least three more weeks of being wrapped up like a mummy and putting the silver sulfazine on it. (This will bring the total number of weeks to 11…) Now that the wound has closed itself (I know gross…) I will be taking a trip to the hand surgeon on 11/3 to make sure that there is no scar tissue getting in the way of my tendons, muscles, and such that would impact the movement of the wrist joint, being that the deepest part of the wound is directly over the wrist joint. The hand surgeon I'm going to see is from the same group of surgeons who did my hand surgeries when I was in high school. The surgeon that did those doesn't handle workman's comp situations, but his other associates do.
Also, it appears that I've picked up an allergic reaction to SOMETHING, probably fabric softener or a perfumed soap, which has irritated the heck out of it, but nothing that a little prescription strength Benadryl can't handle.
As we all know, I'm leaving for my cruise on Saturday, which means that this ace bandage is going to result in a WONDERFUL tan line. Heehehe. Megan has suggested bringing the bedazzler to sparkle it up a bit.
My doc has also compromised with me, and is allowing me to go snorkeling in Cozumel, as long as I agree to take an antibiotic, because I quote, "Lord knows what you'll pick up in the ocean in Mexico."
Outside of that, it's doing okay. I'm annoyed with it more than anything, and would like to take my collection of ace bandages cut them up, throw them on the ground, light them ablaze, and then stomp them out. There will be photos when this happens.
It's here! It's finally here!