Monday, April 11 — Had to pay a bill so I arrived about 8:35. No time to post anything before taking some AKM material to truck and heading over to employer for a very disappointing day, despite bringing a nice lunch from home and staying “occupied” with AKM work all day. It wasn’t the temperature chill. It was a factor but not major; I was warm — which is to say I was not cold enough to cloud my day and impair my thinking, but my feelings still stung like your fanny stings five minutes after your father takes the belt to you for some major breach of propriety. Owner and I didn’t say five words to each other all day, and by the grace of God he was away from the showroom for most of it. I indexed a few donated FlyPast magazines and began to wonder if even INDEXING these things is a task I want to continue. It seems anything a person wants to know can be found on the internet. The afternoon lasted FOREVER. Every minute seemed to last half an hour.Owner reminded me at 4:50 “Job, it’s time to start getting ready to leave” as though I could not read the EFFING CLOCK! It was his “special” way of showing me he had his thumb in my nose in a male-dominant, urinating on my shoes kind of way. I wanted to say something horribly rude and insulting, but it was one of those circumstances where I KNEW it would be more beneficial to me to BITE OFF MY EFFING TONGUE than to say what I wanted to say. So I said, “Golly it’s 4:50. I’ll start taking some things out to my truck now.” So I did. And I took my darn TIME. And owner was not in the showroom when 5:00 arrived, so I left. In the parking lot I saw him closing the gate to the back lot, and I didn’t even say goodbye to him. GEEEEE-SISS I am GLAD to be DONE with that place . . . . until Saturday when I must return. CRIPES he owes me for seven days of work! Maybe he’ll pay me some of it next Saturday. I shall prevail, here, I need to continue here at employer, even if I have to bite off my damn tongue. Back at AKM I photographed a sharp Piper Seneca V, processed pictures of it and some others taken over the last week. None of this improved my bitter outlook. It will be better Tuesday, that’s for sure. Out the door at 8:35. Day rating: D
Pictures of a Piper Seneca V were taken April 11; the C-12 a few days ago.
It’s important to me to get a clear picture of the entire N-number on airplanes of interest. The Seneca was parked in a way that prevented me from viewing all the number from the right rear quarter because I could not move to my left THROUGH the fence. So I stood where I thought I could fill the viewfinder with the number and raised the camer as high above my head as I could while feeling with fingers to be confident a fence wire would not be in the middle of the picture when I snapped the shutter. I had to crop and rotate the image in processing, but I consider it a lucky shot. There’s enough of that “D” visible to show it’s not an “O.”