Monday, May 01, 2006

It's a bird, it's a plane...


So I'm still stuck in purgatory at the mine. At least they've decided to run coal on Saturday now so I don't have such a long weekend, just a 16-hour shift on Sundays.
I still haven't heard back from the railroad, but I figured it would be at least a week before I got word either way. So I'm still at the mine.
So yesterday morning around 4 am I'm standing outside the mine office having a smoke and talking with one of the miners waiting for his ride. All of a sudden he looks down says "hey! Look!" and picks up a rock of some sort and shows it to me...
"Look!" he sez... "A piece of coal!"
Go figure. Actually finding a hunk of coal at a coal mine. Who'da thunk it?
I really have to have some sort of magnet that draws these people to me.
Copyright 2006 Thomas J Wolfenden

4 comments:

Sherri said...

Hmmmm..... sounds like genius material to me! :D

phlegmfatale said...

Dude, you've gotta get out of there!

Cheryl said...

You really must. The question now is, where did it come from? I bet your borther has some ideas...

Lisa said...

I love your graphic for this post. heehee.