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new job i started a few months ago has been tough to get a grasp of.
its not easy and the training is a monster to learn. my ass. manager
has been tough on me too. ex military. strict but doable.
poor guy tore his achilles heel a couple weeks ago. he was out playing in the
yard with a young kid and slipped on some stairs and there it went.
so there goes my training and ive been flying solo. doing every thing pretty much wrong
but working through it all.
he worked still right up to the very day before his surgery. my job has a lot of walking
distances too but he did it. a real trooper for 51 yrs. so he got his surgery
and was out for 2 weeks. left me in a damn pickle too. i dont blame him at all but its just my damn luck.
finally a place where i can get the training i need to do this type job and damned if my trainer
doesnt up and mess himself up leaving me hanging right smack dab when i need him the most lol.
again my damn luck. my job is commission only but while im in training im paid a lil bit.
so ole mitch comes back to work begining last week. a bit early for his condition but again, hes a trooper.
so the last couple days we have been lockin horns. not bad but i had to stand my ground a bit.
a lil bit of mouth coming from him but ive kept my cool. been a couple times i wanted to just let it rip but i didnt.
today was mitch's day off and it was great. no mouth. no odd looks. peace and quiet except from my damn customers.
well this afternoon at roughly 4:30 one of the guys walks up to me at work and says "i just cant believe it". i didnt know
what he was talking about. figured it was one of our customers doing what they do and asked him
what the hell happened now. he said "rick, mitch is dead". what? yeah man he died about 20 minutes ago.
i was in shock. said he was walking on his walker out of a grocery store and dropped dead right there. paramedics couldnt revive him.
i was stunned. still am.
the last time mitch and i were around eachother there was a slight tension in the air.
hes not left my mind since i heard the news. work emptied out quickly but me and the big boss stayed a few hours and
closed up shop. i went by the gas station and got me a pint of Heineken beer as i know thats the beer just last saturday
ole mitch told me he was going home to have. "just 2 of them" he said. i smiled as i just recently had a couple of them myself
after several yrs since i tasted one. they just sounded good and i grabbed a few just last saturday as well.
so im setting here finishing off the very last few swallows in mitchs honor. i cant help to be focused on the tension
between us this last week. i feel terrible. i wonder if he had known what today would have brung would it had been
different? i know on my side it would have been.
i cant help but think that how we prolly need to be kinder to people we know. even people we dont know.
we dont know when will be our last time seeing them or them seeing us if you know what i mean.
what will our last words be to somebody? what will our last actions be? what memory will they leave us
or we leave them? what bs will be be at eachother about? will it be worth it? at some point there is just no turning back.
no redo. no "i'll fix it tomorrow" thing. at some point all things will be final.
man if i could just go back to yesterday. but i cant. we cant, you cant. final remember?
so go make amends with that friend or family member that you have something against or that has something against you.
at east try. no matter how stupid it was that got you where your at today with them or how much it wasnt your fault.
if they will not receive you then at least you did your best and the rest is on them. you dont want to live with woulda coulda shoulda.
trust me. this isnt my first second or third rodeo with this. you would think i would have learned by now.
Rip mitch. sorry this happened to you brother. your friends and fellow employees loved you friend.
our last words were tense and im sorry.
thank you for all the training you have given me. maybe i can do something with it.

its not easy and the training is a monster to learn. my ass. manager
has been tough on me too. ex military. strict but doable.
poor guy tore his achilles heel a couple weeks ago. he was out playing in the
yard with a young kid and slipped on some stairs and there it went.
so there goes my training and ive been flying solo. doing every thing pretty much wrong
but working through it all.
he worked still right up to the very day before his surgery. my job has a lot of walking
distances too but he did it. a real trooper for 51 yrs. so he got his surgery
and was out for 2 weeks. left me in a damn pickle too. i dont blame him at all but its just my damn luck.
finally a place where i can get the training i need to do this type job and damned if my trainer
doesnt up and mess himself up leaving me hanging right smack dab when i need him the most lol.
again my damn luck. my job is commission only but while im in training im paid a lil bit.
so ole mitch comes back to work begining last week. a bit early for his condition but again, hes a trooper.
so the last couple days we have been lockin horns. not bad but i had to stand my ground a bit.
a lil bit of mouth coming from him but ive kept my cool. been a couple times i wanted to just let it rip but i didnt.
today was mitch's day off and it was great. no mouth. no odd looks. peace and quiet except from my damn customers.
well this afternoon at roughly 4:30 one of the guys walks up to me at work and says "i just cant believe it". i didnt know
what he was talking about. figured it was one of our customers doing what they do and asked him
what the hell happened now. he said "rick, mitch is dead". what? yeah man he died about 20 minutes ago.
i was in shock. said he was walking on his walker out of a grocery store and dropped dead right there. paramedics couldnt revive him.
i was stunned. still am.
the last time mitch and i were around eachother there was a slight tension in the air.
hes not left my mind since i heard the news. work emptied out quickly but me and the big boss stayed a few hours and
closed up shop. i went by the gas station and got me a pint of Heineken beer as i know thats the beer just last saturday
ole mitch told me he was going home to have. "just 2 of them" he said. i smiled as i just recently had a couple of them myself
after several yrs since i tasted one. they just sounded good and i grabbed a few just last saturday as well.
so im setting here finishing off the very last few swallows in mitchs honor. i cant help to be focused on the tension
between us this last week. i feel terrible. i wonder if he had known what today would have brung would it had been
different? i know on my side it would have been.
i cant help but think that how we prolly need to be kinder to people we know. even people we dont know.
we dont know when will be our last time seeing them or them seeing us if you know what i mean.
what will our last words be to somebody? what will our last actions be? what memory will they leave us
or we leave them? what bs will be be at eachother about? will it be worth it? at some point there is just no turning back.
no redo. no "i'll fix it tomorrow" thing. at some point all things will be final.
man if i could just go back to yesterday. but i cant. we cant, you cant. final remember?
so go make amends with that friend or family member that you have something against or that has something against you.
at east try. no matter how stupid it was that got you where your at today with them or how much it wasnt your fault.
if they will not receive you then at least you did your best and the rest is on them. you dont want to live with woulda coulda shoulda.
trust me. this isnt my first second or third rodeo with this. you would think i would have learned by now.
Rip mitch. sorry this happened to you brother. your friends and fellow employees loved you friend.
our last words were tense and im sorry.
thank you for all the training you have given me. maybe i can do something with it.
