Well call me 'Jerky Girl', lol. Got called in to work, filling in for a lady out from surgery for 3 weeks.
They have me working screens. Meaning, I'm laying the marinaded meat flat on screens going to the smoker. It's pretty easy, monotonous even. However, I treat it as a puzzle of sorts, lol. Hey, I must have my fun somehow.
Not to bash anyone at all, but I do somewhat feel like I went to work in a foreign country and I don't know the language. Everyone speaks Spanish here, only 2 can speak limited English. It's been pretty interesting, to say the least. Thankfully, the jobs not hard, just labor intensive. The BLARING Mexican music all day pretty much prohibits letting my mind wander to anything, darnit. Oh well, it's money.
So after handling the fresh meat to get ready for the screens, then cleanup, I then get to go help bag it. Only thing I'm missing is seeing the meat cut and the spices being mixed. Getting to smell that stuff all day is pretty nice.
I took my van Thursday morning, and stayed in it both Thursday night and last night. They had us work half a day today, as well.
It slept great!!! So glad I got that firmer piece of foam, it sure helped bunches. Will take her again Monday and stay the whole week, coming back on weekends. Have no idea what my job will be after the lady gets back to work, we shall see.
There is a shop down the road from the plant that has a bunkhouse built inside (4 sleeping areas, 2 bathrooms, living room and kitchen). The owner has his 5th wheel next to it. He's saying something about getting the plumbing and such reworked so I can park my 5th wheel near his area. Anyways, so he said I should park my van behind this shop, so I can use the bunkhouse if I wanted. I did take him up on the shower, but preferred my van. He didn't understand until he checked it out. When I told him on the phone I'd bring my van to sleep in, he joked about me bringing my 'hippy van'. But when he saw inside it, he was actually impressed. Seriously. I did try to describe it to him in Vegas, but he got to see it in person and thought it was pretty neat indeed.
Yesterday, I got off work and drove down the road to park behind the shop near where the bunkhouse door is. No one around. So I helped myself. Found chicken strips in the freezer and popped them into the toaster oven, found a cold beer in the fridge, made myself comfy on the couch and picked out a movie on the satellite tv. Yeah.. technically, not vandwelling. But hey, I was told to help myself. So I did.
When it was time for bed, back in my little home I went and slept extremely well. Got ready, ate breakfast and made coffee in it in the morning. Drove it down the road to work. Break times and lunch found me hanging out in the van, as well. Job, place to shower and hang out, and sleeping in my van.. all worked out pretty well.
Now just to figure out what my job will be when that lady comes back. Time will tell.
Wonder if I can just be a travel assistant when he goes places? haha!
