Captain Yesterday, Brut Squad's page

Round 3... Fight!!

All I know is, if I find out who moved our trailer I'm going to sew their a!$&~+& shut and feed them sugar free gummy bears.

Coincidentally, the new high schoolers are suddenly a lot more afraid of me then they were yesterday.

R.I.P Flintstones truck!

All hail the Death Trap!!

I'll dig the hole for the underground lair you'll need.

The high schoolers at work are multiplying, now there's four of them.

Must be something in the water.

This is why I bring my own water.

The second football player summer laborer will now forever be known as Young Man #2.

On a scale of one to ten, how much do you hate putting in sod.

Alas, they still haven't invented a number high enough for me to scale it.

I got to visit Tiny and Troy today, twice, that's always fun!

Usually because it means they're going to fix something.

I spent the day fixing things other people (or some industrious rodents) messed up, so it was a fun day.

captain yesterday wrote:

I'm cool with multitasking.

You go back to your bear shaving!

It's winter, there's no challenge in shaving a hibernating bear.

Looks like we got an inch of snow, just enough to get out the snowblower and action figures!

It's so frustrating to see someone do a job incompetently that I do professionally.

18 hours later, I'm finally home.

Real superheroes don't wear capes.

There's the heat! 85 degrees, well at least it's nice in the shade. I have to build the wall in the full sun, f+$~.

And I get to put in the base block, oh joy!

Today, I am shiny and chrome! Score one for ingenuity! I had to build a dirt pusher for our mini bobcat, to get dirt into the Colossal Void.

Let's see...

120 pounds a block... 4 pallets of blocks.... 36 blocks on a pallet... F+!@!!

We spent so much time asking if we could compact jello, we never asked ourselves should we compact jello.

The answer to both is a resounding no.

Yet, here I am.

All I know is building rainbows is hard when you gotta wrestle your hose to do it.

But boy, do they look pretty!

Coworker: I hope we have enough to do to work until 11

Me: I worked at Toys R Us for 5 years, I know how to milk a clock.

(that's 3 minutes right there)

I get to plant 6 spruce trees today.

Guess what I'm allergic to.

Yay!?!

Currently 90 degrees with a heat index of 101, and I'm working with black caps in full sun.

Yay!?!

Yay! No fingers chopped off today.

Today is a good day.

Vanykrye wrote:

The Game Hamster wrote:

DeathQuaker wrote:

*rudely threadbombs the cool kids' clubhouse to recruit pirates*

Wait, are we supposed to be cool?

Is this worse or better than productive?

I don't know. I can't figure out if DeathQuaker means "cool", or "cool", or even, you know, "cool".

Could be temperature.
Could be temperament.
Could be related to cucumbers.

I just have no idea.

Yes.

Deathquaker!

I'd say more but if I do someone (yo) will lose a finger.

G+&!&&n f@*$ing mud.

By Jove! Where's Jeffrey? He should have been back with my mud by now.

I'm pretty sure humans weren't meant to lift 600 pound chunks of stone.

Gonna need some forks.

Then Vanykrye jokingly said I was a pansy and with the use of an industrial strength strap and chain I was able to get the first step set by the time coworker came back with the forks.

In fairness to Vanykrye I was probably going to do it anyway.

After running around this morning we're building the circle patio with a fire ring in the middle.

Performs ocular scan.

So that's why coworker was apologizing for the blocks he gave me to build a wall under a deck.

Each one is 120 pounds.

Back to the stop sign and lollipop/dyslexic Q job.

It's probably a good thing they don't let me name projects.

We're sodding today, definitely not one of my favorite things to do.

I get to work with the other guy with the same first name as me and three other guys, so that's as hilariously confusing as one might expect, so there's an upside at least.

Having never worked in an office environment, I'll take your word for it.

Tries pounding grade stakes into the floor with his twenty pound maul.

It was f+!$ing hot out today, or more specifically, f#*@ing hot and g~&*%%n humid.

And I'm pretty sure the pavers gained an extra ten pounds sitting in the sun all weekend, cause they felt heavier.

The important thing is, no one had to die.

87 degrees is pretty warm when you're working in the sun all day. And the pavers you're laying weigh 60, 30, and 10 pounds each.

87 degrees outside, these "pavers" aren't getting any lighter.

And what started out a gallon of ice this morning is now a mere half gallon of kind of cold water.

And no one has even noticed my Dipper Pines pine tree hat.

I think the "pavers" for the patio in front of the two walls are heavier than the blocks for the wall, and just as heavy as the caps for the wall were.

Which is too bad because it's going to be a big ass patio.

Lunch time!

Ham and provolone sandwich, honey barbeque chips, and lots of water.

Today I built a second wall behind the first and then we started putting caps on the first wall.

The caps it turns out are 60 pounds each.

I'm either going to be super ripped or need bionic arms after this.

Hopefully a little bit of both.

Is it the weekend yet.

Today I was actually filling in the holes.

I dig holes.

I get to finish filling in the hole I dug yesterday with gravel and then go four blocks to the north and dig more holes.

Captain Yesterday (to coworker when he returned to the job site with the patio area completely dug out): That's how you dig a Q!

Captain Yesterday's coworker: Oh! I was hoping for a lollipop

Captain Yesterday: Well, I am dyslexic

Captain Yesterday's coworker: That explains why it's a backwards Q...

Captain Yesterday: I just follow the plans.

"You do not know how happy I am to work with someone that not only knows the word "nebulous" but can also use it correctly in a sentence" - My coworker.

The bar isn't set very high.

My coworker has clearly forgotten how quickly I set base block for walls.

O tried to build a wall, but he didn't leave me enough blocks.

Yes, that's right, I'm essentially playing with oversized Legos, that weigh 80 pounds each.

Waiting to pick up a truck load of dirt.

Answering questions is part of the ten percent of my job I stopped doing when they eliminated our employee discount.

Now I'm off to the toy mines!

Handling work a lot better today, though I'm mostly cutting pavers (Yay for Diamond tipped saws!).

I get to go in for a job interview this week. :-)