So earlier I was out in our yard doing a check on trailers. I smell something burning. We have an ashtray outside and sometimes they forget to empty it and the cigarette butts catch on fire. So I walk over to the ash tray to put out the fire, and nothing. So I follow my nose © tucan sam. The smoke is coming from the parking lot. Hmmm maybe someone’s car is over heating. I start checking all the cars and I see one filled with smoke. One of my warehouse guys. I get on my walkie talkie and let my lead inside know to tell dude his car was smoking from the inside. That dude comes running out with a fire extinguisher. He opens the door and no fire. Just a whole lot of smoke coming off of his door. We sprayed the inside of his door with the extinguisher. Let it sit for a few minutes until the smoke clears. His whole door panel is melted. All the plastic is deformed and most of it melted down into the little pocket on the inside of the door.

Turns out he smokes in his car and we think an ash fell in his door and lit a stack of papers he had in there. I didn’t catch it until an hour after he clocked in. So the fire must have burnt for a solid hour + before I noticed it. Hes lucky the seat and upholstery didn’t catch on fire. Sadly I have no pics 😦



Here is another oldie but goodie.

So we had this youngster named Bobby. He was the brother inlaw to one of my better guys. He came on board and worked out great. Bobby hustled, and was able to move freight as fast as some of my vets. About a month in his brother inlaw moved to work day’s, leaving Bobby all alone 😦 .

Almost instantly Bobby went from my best guy to the worst employee. He got lazy, mouthy, and really fucking annoying. I had to have a talk with him, and let him know I noticed his change and reminded him of his 90 day probation. I guess it lit a fire under his ass, because he was back to his normal self.

Now Bobby was on board for 2 months and one of my faster guys. The thing was he was really cocky. He was good, and he let the other guys know it. So you have this young 19 year old kid who just came aboard and is out hustling you, and is being loud and obnoxious about it. Everyone kind of took sides, and Bobby didn’t have any friends.

Bobby was a bit over weight. About 5’6″ 310 lbs. Just a little. Now if I was that big, I wouldn’t be talking shit. I would have known what was coming. Well he liked talking shit. So I guess one day he is working and calling the other guys old and slow. One of the guys gets tired of him and throws a fat joke Bobby’s way. Right away Bobby walks to the restroom with his hands over his eyes.

Now I ain’t gonna lie. I was giggling. This pudgy mufucka is gonna talk all this shit, the minute someone says something to him he runs away ready to cry. But I had to see if he was okay, so I gained my composure and went to talk to him.

Now Bobby is in front of the restroom pacing back and forth breathing in and out really deep and heavy. I didn’t know if it was from the pacing or if he was upset. So I ask if he was alright. Bobby starts breathing heavier and goes to answer and tears start pouring down his face. Then he mumbles a sentence I couldn’t understand in between the heavy breathing and sniffling. Now at this point Bobby has turned into a 3 year old who just got spanked for acting like a fool in public. His breathing was so heavy, he has to catch his breath every few seconds, and tears are coming down his face. This grown ass man is crying over 1 fucking joke. It took everything I had not to break character. From what I could understand he asked for a few minutes to calm down.

Five minutes later he comes into my office apologizes for blowing up. He just said he hated when people made fun of him. So I asked why he was talking shit if he didn’t want anyone else to talk shit. Of course he had no answer. I told him to get back to work, I would talk to the guys and as long as he kept from throwing jabs at folks they would leave him alone.

So I had to talk to my whole fucking crew over this little pussy not being able to take a joke. Before I was even done talking to each guy 1 on 1, I heard that Bobby was out there talking shit again. dawson-crying.jpg

Now I know what some of you are thinking, awww maybe he has been made fun of his whole life for being overweight. Nah this kid was just a straight up BITCH! He broke down into tears 4 different times during his 5 month stay with the company. One of the times he was mad because he felt my lead wasn’t working hard enough. Another time because 2 guys came in late and it put the crew behind. The last 3 times were because we had to work over time and he was tired. God I am glad that little fucking vagina is gone.

Welcome to my new home

This is the 2nd post in my new home. The other is down there *points below*. But I came to wordpress because it had a few more options that blogger didn’t have. Plus I like the templates a lot better. Since I am not CSS savvy I am pretty much stuck with whatever they offer for free. But one of the new things I wanted to point out is the employees listing in the right column. Basically click that pull down menu and click on your favorite employee and it will bring up all of his stories. Thought it was a pretty cool feature. Anyways this is my new home, forget the other link place I will be deleting it within the next month.

This is an older story, but it needs to be in the archives.

Three kids used to work in the warehouse Manny(19), Memo(19), and Raul(19). All best friends and all carpooled to work together everyday. They were all pretty good workers and really friendly with the other guys in the warehouse. They always wanted to go to the strip club. But the older guys on the crew had families and kids, and couldn’t spend their money on bullshit like the 3 teens could, since they still lived with their moms © Thirstin Howl The III.

So one night after work they couldn’t get anyone to tag along to the nudie bar, so they go alone. Next day they come back talking about we should have went, and that the strippers were putting out. *PAUSE* So Apparently for a small fee the 3 amigos were able to run a train on the stripper. Yep they paid for the pussy, and bragged about it. The worst part of it all is I was the only one disgusted by this. All the other guys were giving them props. Talking about they are gonna go with them next time. Call me crazy but I ain’t trying to run up in NO woman, while she is still warm from my boy running in here.

Best part is nobody used a condom. Sadly they don’t work here anymore my very first blog post was about them quitting. But I know this wasn’t the last time paid for pussy. I guarantee one of them has had to visit the clinic since they quit. So I guess the world may never know.


Hopefully the regular readers of my blog remember Rich, The Grandmother Fucker. If not educate yourself HERE

Well Rich has been with his current girl for a few years now. They have a child together. Yes she knows about him fucking his grandma, shit she is the one that confirmed it for me over the phone. Well Rich has been sick for a couple of weeks now. Went from a flu, to a really bad cough, now he is telling me his nuts hurt when he coughs. So after several trips to the doctors they told him he had chlamydia. Now Rich claims to have not cheated on his girl. Which I know is bullshit. Him and his girl had separated a few months ago for a month. During that time he had a few different girls bring him lunch. But of course this was all his girls fault. So he made her schedule an appointment to the clinic and he went with her. SHE HAS CHLAMYDIA!!!! Of course he is blaming it on her, she is blaming it on him. I think it was Rich with the wrench in the library. But who knows?

This story is a bit older. But since I didn’t update for over a month, I feel like I owe my readers. So this one is for the both of you.

So there is this guy in my warehouse who we shall call Mike, is messing with this lady in the office. I didn’t notice at first. But then my lead pointed out to me, how at lunch he always walks to the parking lot to the abandoned warehouse across the street. Which coincidentally is blocked off by a 15 foot concrete wall. Now good Mike is with another lady. She actually drops him off for work everyday. We all know her, and she knows us. I know the lady in the office knows her, but she doesn’t care.

So one night I head out to my car about 10 minutes before lunch. I notice a car pulling into the parking lot across the street. I just kind of laughed it off. Of course Mike comes back from lunch that day happy as shit. Well the following day the lady in the office that Mike is breaking off © musiq tells me the warehouse guys have been working EXTRA HARD lately. So she is gonna buy them lunch.

A few weeks go by and the guys on my crew are starting to make comments about Mike and his little fling. They start telling him he needs to smash again so they can have pizza. Its pretty much out in the open that he is banging old girl in the office. But only the warehouse knows. Nobody on the day shift or the office know.

Well its a new day and its about 10 minutes until our first break. When a pizza delivery man shows up and he says he has a delivery for Mike. So I go to call Mike up, so he can pay the man. Then the delivery guy says no don’t worry the pizza has already been paid for by “lady in the office”!!!! So I grab it and walk towards my office to hold it until break. Right away I notice on the box is a note written in marker.

“last night you were amazing
thanks for the good time.”


So I guess this is what’s hot in the streets these days? I gave the box to Mike but I covered the note with notebook paper so the rest of the crew wouldn’t see it and give him a hard time. Once he saw the note he got rid of the evidence really quick. But to this day she still has pizza, in n out, or mickey d’s sent over for him during break or lunch.

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Well came in today, and I still hadn’t decided what I was gonna do with Lance. So I was gonna holla at my boss. Give him final call on it. I got to work 2 hours early, I walk into his office. Oh shit you’re early, good, I wanted to talk to you about something. Then he tells me that one of our drivers who was in his tractor last night in our yard noticed someone jumping the fence and stealing gas out of our company truck. But he couldn’t make out who it was. Boss asks me if I know who it might be.

I give him the whole story, told him I hadn’t decided if I wanted to fire him over it or just suspend him. But now after hearing that we have to. He agreed.

Lance gets to work around 3:30pm and his check is ready and paperwork had been completed. I called him into the office and he starts pleading his case right away. How he would never think of doing it again, he values his job, he doesn’t want to be that guy I cant trust. Then I stopped him and said a driver saw him jumping the fence last night after we had all gone home. After I talked to you last night, you still went ahead and did it. I let him know I was leaning towards letting him keep his job. But now he is just as bad as anyone else who has stolen from us. Wished him well, and told him I would give him a good reference, but I wouldn’t lie about if he is eligible for rehire. Dude cried and left.

I know we did the right thing, but shit was still hard. When he started crying I almost did too. Lance was a hard working mufucka. He is smart, and is a very likeable person. Everyone here loves him. He always came to work with a smile, and was nice to everyone. But I cant have people stealing in my warehouse. I hope he lands on his feet somewhere else.