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and take a break from the stupidity, go out into the parking lot, look at the motorcycles and imagine you're on the road!
 
That day in the office when you are taking the last business call for a bid for the year and the rest of the year you have off. :ban:
 
That time of day when coffee just aint cutting it and you would be 100% awake and feeling great with the same amount of sleep and the same cup of coffee while watching your mash water coming up to temp.
 
I always come on here with my coffee to wake up before getting to work on my books again. That's what usually happens in "my office". I still have an ESB that needs brewing...
 
when your office is a welding shop, you're about 8 hours into a 12 hour shift, your knee feels like it's gonna give out, your back and shoulder are sore, you've got spatter burns across your left arm, and your boss calls you lazy or stupid because he has an inferiority complex... then you think, "At least I have that bottle of Westmalle Dubbel to enjoy tonight." then that's shattered because you already drank it.
 
when your office is a welding shop, you're about 8 hours into a 12 hour shift, your knee feels like it's gonna give out, your back and shoulder are sore, you've got spatter burns across your left arm, and your boss calls you lazy or stupid because he has an inferiority complex... then you think, "At least I have that bottle of Westmalle Dubbel to enjoy tonight." then that's shattered because you already drank it.

And that is when you go ahead and shove that acetylene torch up his arse.
 
when your office is a welding shop, you're about 8 hours into a 12 hour shift, your knee feels like it's gonna give out, your back and shoulder are sore, you've got spatter burns across your left arm, and your boss calls you lazy or stupid because he has an inferiority complex... then you think, "At least I have that bottle of Westmalle Dubbel to enjoy tonight." then that's shattered because you already drank it.

Mmmmmmmm, bummah' bummah'... :beard:
 
when your office is a welding shop, you're about 8 hours into a 12 hour shift, your knee feels like it's gonna give out, your back and shoulder are sore, you've got spatter burns across your left arm, and your boss calls you lazy or stupid because he has an inferiority complex... then you think, "At least I have that bottle of Westmalle Dubbel to enjoy tonight." then that's shattered because you already drank it.

Same here in my day, but change that to foundry metal pouring part of the molding line. 3 grades of iron at near 3,000F. 140F+ in the summertime. I used to sweat off 10lbs a night.
 
Man, I guess I worked in my own office a number of years, located in one aircraft hangar or another somewhere in the world. I always went to work an hour or more before the shift started no matter which shift I worked. I liked it best when I worked the day shift. Some places I worked ran 24/7, but other places had 2 shifts, day check and stay check. 😉I've worked them all.

I liked working day shift, especially on a two shift schedule. I'd go to work at 5 am. All was quite. I'd walk around the hangar and see what new airplanes nightshift had pulled in or taken back to the flight line. ( except when I was deployed with VXE-6, an Antarctic exploration squadron. We didn't have a hangar, just a snow covered ice based flight line.) :). Then I'd open my shop, read the prior shift's maintenance pass down and look over the new days maintenance and the flight schedule requirements. I'd brew some coffee, put a pinch of Copenhagen tween my cheek and gums and form a game plan. Enjoy the quiet time because I knew as soon as everybody got to work life got busy fast. Airplanes to fix, a flight schedule to support. And guaranteed chaos. Maybe the other end of that was leaving work at the end of a great workday. Knowing I made a difference.

There really wasn't much I didn't enjoy about "my office". I miss it now.

Edit. Wow. Look who's reliving glory days? This text is to long and has truly turned into rambling
 
I'm taking advantage of more work-from-home days since my old boss retired. It kind of sucks that the team he built us into was systematically destroyed by the big boss.

I guess we were too productive.

I've set my next week up as:
Monday - regular office duties
Tuesday - work from home
Wednesday- all day inspecting
Thursday - all day meetings
Friday - work from home

It's a short walk to the garage for homebrew time. And it begins in 3.5 hours
 
I'd rather be relaxing with a beer, but not necessarily drunk. Oddly enough, I am not a fan of being *drunk*, but would rather be lightly toasted.

My office is a cube farm - 3 walls and an open area for people to walk past. 20 gallons in the fermenters that aren't ready to bottle yet (still way too cloudy, put it off for another week) also means I don't even get to look forward to that over the weekend.
 
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