That day

So it was my first day back to work from vacation, not one where we had went anywhere but just one of rest. I wasn't feeling really rested as Thanksgiving was that Thursday, and I was preparing to make several desserts for our dinner at my cousins home. I tried for years to get this week for vacation, even with the years I had in with the company so many people still had in more time to out rank me, so I was out of luck.
 OK, getting back on track...so it was your average Monday, I woke up didn't want to go to work, as usual...lol...really, who does? Working in a warehouse runs sorta like a routine, everyday is pretty much the same and you know what is expected of you. The mornings start with a brief start-up meeting (kind of a heads up of the day), then your off on your way. As in any business there are busy and not so busy times, usually around holiday times. Where I worked my department was very busy prior to holidays then then other departments were busy leading up to the holiday. So in saying this, giving that the holiday was that week we were VERY slow, almost bored to death slow. It was almost comedic watching us trying to not to get into trouble for talking or inventing things work related to do to keep busy. This particular morning was also horribly slow, we could see it when we walked in and were already commenting on how long the day would be. Sorry if I'm dragging, I'm trying to make this accurate. As our start-up meeting closed and we all finished our equipment check lists and started to disperse I saw a a dock that had work to do...I thought "jackpot, found me some work", might not have been my assigned dock but mine had no work yet and this one did and within a few minutes all 12 transporters (that is what we were called, as that was the name of the equipment we drove), would be descending on this little bit of work.
I will end here, sorry for leaving you hanging once again but when I pick up disaster strikes!