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Something hit me the other night... literally. I can't figure out the best way to tell you folks... so I thought that a blog type entry might do it...
Monday, March 17, 2008... really really late.
I learned today that the upper bunk doesn't care that your head is coming for it. I learned it by actually richoceting my cranium off said upper bunk. I also learned that the upper bunk doesn't care if you are letting it hear an expletive laced tirade. Which would then tell me, upper bunks don't have ears... or feelings, like my head.
It was dark, and I was just about to get to sleep while Laura was driving. So, as per usual, I told her good night, and crawled my way to the bed. As I sat down on the bed to get her something my head went SMACK against the upper bunk. I then followed up my starry eyed disbelief with a whole bunch of loud *%&* and &$^# and !@$% and finally, %&$*#. After peeling myself off the bottom bunk, and replying to Laura's "what happened?", I went back to the front, had a smoke, took a couple Aleve, and DUCKED before I went back to bed.
For those of you wondering, no I did not log any of that as on duty, not driving and 2... yes, my head still hurts and I have a lump behind my eyebrow. So much for the safety of the sleeper!!!
I said all that to ask this... What was your most painful and/or embarrassing lesson you've had to learn?
Monday, March 17, 2008... really really late.
I learned today that the upper bunk doesn't care that your head is coming for it. I learned it by actually richoceting my cranium off said upper bunk. I also learned that the upper bunk doesn't care if you are letting it hear an expletive laced tirade. Which would then tell me, upper bunks don't have ears... or feelings, like my head.
It was dark, and I was just about to get to sleep while Laura was driving. So, as per usual, I told her good night, and crawled my way to the bed. As I sat down on the bed to get her something my head went SMACK against the upper bunk. I then followed up my starry eyed disbelief with a whole bunch of loud *%&* and &$^# and !@$% and finally, %&$*#. After peeling myself off the bottom bunk, and replying to Laura's "what happened?", I went back to the front, had a smoke, took a couple Aleve, and DUCKED before I went back to bed.
For those of you wondering, no I did not log any of that as on duty, not driving and 2... yes, my head still hurts and I have a lump behind my eyebrow. So much for the safety of the sleeper!!!
I said all that to ask this... What was your most painful and/or embarrassing lesson you've had to learn?