Sweet Gummi Mary! It is 2:45 a.m. as I type this. Today is the first day of the rest of The Pony's working life. Such a milestone. The Pony has never had a job before. No internship like Genius did for three summers. He DID work with nanoparticles in the lab for a professor for two years, one of which gave him a stipend when she fought for it. But as far as being on the clock in a place of business, this is The Pony's first time. I hope they are gentle with him!
The Pony has three days of training this week down in Casino Town. He could stay in a motel and have his expenses reimbursed, but he says he'd rather drive the 90 miles (each way) instead of that. NEXT WEEK, he will have four days of training, four hours away, so he will be staying overnights there. He will be paid his contracted hourly salary for all the training hours.
He went to The Devil's Playground and bought a nice water jug/bottle. Gotta stay hydrated. Several people online who had been through this training said to take snacks! I guess maybe they don't get a lot of breaks. This first part will be rules and regulations and photo IDs. Maybe a tour of the facility in action. No open-toed shoes!
The Pony went to bed right after his 2-hour soak in the big triangle tub. He's leaving at the crack of dawn. I might still be up. He knows the route now, and where to go. He's thinking of having breakfast at the McDonald's where we stop on casino trips. I think I'll remind him to take some ibuprofen and acetaminophen along, to ward off a headache if needed.
I asked what he'd like me to make him for supper when he gets home. He said he'll make something for himself! I said he'd probably be really tired, after his year of luxury. He said, "I have ramen. It will take five minutes!"
Gotta say, I am interested to hear what he learns on the first day, and about his "classmates."
I was thinking about The Pony's big adventure as I started to town Sunday afternoon, switching through too-talky stations on the radio. The first song I heard was "How Can I Help You Say Goodbye." The Patty Loveless song that makes me think of my mom.
It was almost like a special message...
3 comments:
Your mom really loved you, and she loved your boys. She would be so proud of The Pony right now.
I'm sure she's keeping track of all of you...
How very appropriate!
How can I help you say goodbye to indolence, freedom, childhood, casino days during the week.
Hello adulthood, long working hours, tiredness, your own hard-earned money in your pocket.
I hope he does well.
Sioux,
That is a comforting thought. And quite a "coincidence" to hear that song at such a time. Especially since the ladybugs have ceased their visits for a while now.
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River,
The Pony seems to be rarin' to go. For now. We'll see how driving the LLV (Long Life Vehicle) works out for him. It's the right-hand steering wheel JEEP-looking postal truck.
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