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I got trained to be a yard driver at work. It involves using a yard truck to move 53 foot trailers and smaller around the property when the computer tells us to. I passed all the tests, and even got to go at it alone for an hour. The other drivers thought I was going to keep going after quitting time.
It was so awesome, I've always wanted to do it, and now I'm trained in it.
And now for the (but)
I got home and was almost instantly depressed. First thought to cross my mind was that I have nobody here waiting for me to be excited with. Still feeling low as I type this.
For those that don't know what I'm talking about, here are a couple pics.
Brian
To love oneself is the beginning of a life-long romance.
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