Murphy Working Overtime... A rant

[Deep C]

We all get "one of those days"... I like to share mine as yall seem to get a kick out of it when I pop em up... So here goes...

Still chin deep in getting this boat perfect... Todays chore list would be no different. Started with re rigging my center rigger. I re rig all my riggers every six months so this should be nothing new... Simple Cut the old line, crimp the old and new together and pull new through. Well that works when your crimps are right. I go thorugh a couple thousnad crimps in a year and one in a couple hundred are bad. Well I found the one that wouldnt fit. I reached for a new one, dropping the line and you guessed it. The line fell out of the rigger all together and I had to disassemble, take down to cockpit , load up and re assemble in tower... Of course I left one screw behind in pit so that was another trip.
My canvas man was supposed to build me a new wall a few days ago... No word... His man had done the template for the section so I removed the old wall and got prepped... Well I learned today that the guy was rounded up by INS and sent back to jolly ol Mexico. The canvas man himself never knew about the template and doesn't have it. We have no wall to make one from so its gonna be guess work best as we can...
My new cabinet man showed up... You would think a Rybo man would have common sense enough to not wear work boots, especially ones that just walked through bottom paint and mud aboard a nice clean boat... I think he stepped in some kind of wax too. That stuff did not want to come out of the non skid...
While he worked on that I redid my under gunwale cockpit lights... I discovered the way they wired it was kinda like a christmas tree. When one bulb shits, they all quit... Well it wasn't just bulbs. Ot was contacts being corroded and what a bear to get them actually transferring juice from wire through contact to bulb... Funny though... I found that when both open cuts on my finger came in contact I lit right up!
Then I hear hissing... The head vacume lost its seal... Deep and doo doo don't mix well and of course I had to undo the wrong line first... Yep wore just a thin sheen of caca but enough to set me trying to stand in a knee high bilge area... There is a healthy section of scalp now embeded in the glass under deck...
Ok Deep... Regroup... Gather yourself... Deep breaths, no, upwind from the poo... I changed into a nice clean Deep C shirt and decided to finish a little touch up paint in the tower... Laid out my spread and begain working on painting the helm station. To do the front I had to leave the can of paint and all security behind as I worked around that way... I've written at length about my contempt for wake throwers. Especially Sea Ray owners... Well, I guess this fifty something sea ray owner thought the no wake zone ended at the bridge a hundred yards to the north... He dumped full throttle and in a black cloud of smoke that big round weekender sundancer ass end squated down and sent a five foot wall of death my way. I reached over and grabbed the helm to keep from being flung off... Didn't have a fee hand to catch the quart of blue Brightsides as it launched... Oh yeah a blue nightmare...
Ok ... I have emergency stuff over at the room of death to deal with it. I go to leave and the bridge goes up for a dozen rag fag sailboats with maple leaf flags flappin... I got the cleaners and raced back only to catch the bridge again as another armada of frogs crawled through...
A five gallon bucket of rags later the mess is done. I lean back and rest my head for a second... Ummmmm. Wet Brightsides has given my hair a new look...Finished my lucky comb too...
Thats enough... Don't push my luck... Get home. Mini is in tears... She spent six hours at Pep Boys trying to get the super cd player I got her for Christmas installed and they told her they didn't have the proper cable... Oh Shit! That did it... Deep was on a mission now... I went through their doors hot as a hornet... I'm not normally racist but every slur that can relate to a Jamaican flowed like water... He loaded up with a tire iron... I responded with the handle to a floor jack...
The officer was good enough not to haul me off as the other guy armed himself first... He ran my ID and since I came up clean and nobody wanted to press charges I got to come home where I could write this little ditty about my day...
So how was your day??? I hope better than mine...

I wonder how much that counter top and the tire display are gonna cost me...

[Tenacious]

That's too much! Always bringing us a smile or a laugh!

[Mike Boehler]

Tough Day;
I hear ya brother,

I get up to 40 mph winds and snow doing the impossible, going from the bottom back up.

Need to start building fires under my diesels to get them started

Sit in office, can't see out windows, look at new boat stuff on the floor, can't do shit about it!

So my punch list begins, knowing it will be 3-1/2 months till I make the first little mark showing complete!

[Big Fish Billy]

Deep, you obviously ought to find something else to do, this isn't good for your blood pressure...

[Deep C]

Deep, you obviously ought to find something else to do, this isn't good for your blood pressure...

Writing about it makes it all better...

[Hallnass282]

I was literally rolling on the floor reading the pep boys part ... Counters are cheap it's just when you get into computers and humans is when it gets expensive

[Marlin Mama]

I won't ***** about my job anymore!

[Team Boat Show Direct]

Aw Deep how would you know you're havin a good day if ya never had a bad one?? Keep on writing about them though, it's cathartic and funny

[knot for shore]

Funny stuff. Did you really hammer the counter?

p.s - please get with box and his video recorder. we need this chit on film!!

[Mike Boehler]

I won't ***** about my job anymore!

I can't even pronounce your job!