Another Meta..phor Us

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Back in town and I’m at the surgery center to pick up a few shifts.  I realized the signage above in pic is a metaphor of  life. I’m getting better at braking and being neutral.  Even steer cracks me up.  I’m thinking about all the cows out on the road.  I gotta focus on taking the lead and speeding up the learning curve. The driver thinks I should be further along and all along I thought I was.  Moving is more than putting stuff in boxes and writing on outside. It’s  frigging methodology. Imagine packing every glass item in your home light bulb, wine glass,  chandelier. Pictures and mirrors then moving it over 2000 miles of smooth flawless asphalt and concrete. Ya right, the road is so bumpy that I have been in  complete levitation while lying down in the bunk. I’ve had items above (pretzels or DVD’s) come down and hit my head.   I get upset with driver but it’s not his fault. He tries his best to steer clear of road hazards.  The driver and I brake for nourishment or construction  steer away from politics. And remain neutral in the belief there is 2 sides to every trucker story.  We arrive at our destination and not a single piece of glass is broken.  I’m impressed and still impressive with the whole trucker movers kinda of Life.

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What a Hooch

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While on the East Coast we hire helpers who hop in the truck and travel with Us. One guy is my favorite he is a sharp and funny kinda fellow. “My dad has 17 kids…we ain’t got no Tv growing up”. His says the running water meant you ran to the well to fetch water and there was no such thing as “Walmart.  He has been able to provide for  his family and himself by working hard. I ask him “is moonshine and hooch the same thing?” Yes. He says the way they tell the alcohol content  is by the pour and a blue flame. If the flame stays lit 4ft feet off the ground it’s 80 proof, 3 feet means it’s 60. If the liquid on the ground continue to emit the flame it’s the good stuff ,way up there 110 proof. $ 25 for a fifth. “Gee that’s kind of pricey” “hey no worries that bottle will last you a whole summer, two sips is all you need”.  In the past I’ve had Armenian  hooch and once you’ve drank it you never forget it. Like they say “lighting in a bottle.”

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StoRAGE

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Recent cross country moves sometimes lead us movers to place  items in storage at the direction of the shipper. Being that said I’m in the wrong business. These labyrinth  type places are so popular. And  100 bucks a pop per month times a gazillion. Lights on timers. Low overhead and if shipper falls behind on few payments “the stuff”  gets auction  off.   This  job has taught  me that people are attached to their stuff. We move debris, boxes never opened, cracked plastic. Broken items and towel racks ( exercise equipment.). Dented trash cans & pantyhose  with runs in them. And everything in the box is heavy. The PBO’S which stands for place by owner, is usually  in most dilapidated box ever created, held together by some sorry ass tape. Then I have to listen to the driver say “hey watch it the box has stuff  coming out the bottom” Duh!. Inevitably  some schmuck  will ask “what’s the heaviest thing you ever picked up” I was tired sweaty and thirsty when he asked. I said   “pictures of a fat girl in a box”. Paper is so heavy. Imagine picking up reams of it all day long. Okay I feel better. Ziajian

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It Mat ters

    Packing and loading at a shipper’s house I notice these. I said to myself “Self… pirates live here and how would you like to be wearing a skirt and step on this” .  

In The Woods Winchell

The driver and I know a helper who tells us ‘I got a friend who lives in the woods”  “He’s got a wood burning stove and some solar panels ain’t nobody gonna bother him out there”. I’m intrigued I’m thinking “shit I live in truck and I wanna compare. So I  continue with the questions “What about his mail?” Correspondence is sent to his brother’s.  In the morning he goes to McDonald’s eats  breakfast and reads the paper and he showers  at work.  His alarm system is 8ft  string  around perimeter of his place with a jar of nails sitting on a post.  He sees wild turkeys, foxes and of course deer.  I see a few jive turkeys giving me the eye and I wish I’d see some foxes (1970’s term for hot guys lol)which would cause me to say Oh dear.  Our friend says he takes him to the laundromat and the store then drops him off on the side of the road.  “It’s a crooked path he knows his way…Drinks his beer and no one bothers him.” “He ain’t got no lady so he got no trouble”. Railroad ties elevate his floor and lawn chair to relax in. I’m listening to him describe a way of life that makes me feel like a little kid listening to some crazy tale that’s true.  My hat’s off to Winchell.  And to the helper who shared this with us.

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New York. Madhattan

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Today was delivery day for a shipper who moved to one of my most favorite cities in the US.  Originally,  one of the 13 colonies. New York where at anytime you can yell scream and honk and no one really cares. Ticket tape parades and $15.00 for a pack of smokes. Sabrett hot dogs on just about every corner.  $3500 for a tiny 1 bedroom  flat with uneven sloping floors. You can easily tell who lives on the 22 square mile island (black clothes no smile good hair) and who doesn’t (everyone else)  I hear this place is becoming so pricy even the lower east side has got scruples. I loved New York for all the movies ever filmed here.  Grand Central Station pre Giuliani. I wanna be co-op girl and take the BQE to visit the Heights.  Russian Tea Room and Tavern on the Green are still my 2 favorite places , one tacky one classy. Neck strain and real good genuine fakes at canal.  ABCarpet and City Bakery were 2 places my sister turned me onto when she lived in Hells Kitchen. But my best memory was a head nod to Iggy Pop (walking on Madison Ave with hot Asian chick) and then later that night eating at Nobu’s in booth next to Mr. DeNiro. Because of him I now order “extra dirty Ketel Martini with a sheet of ice”

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