A Tight Dock & Crazy Mexicans

Hehe. Not to say this dock was tight, but the forklift driver told me that the best way to get into the dock was to “try to hit the pole, but miss.” Hehe.

There are a bunch of crazy Mexicans here. They keep shouting things in Spanish to one another that sound like an excited Speedy Gonzales shouting to someone on the other side of a gorge. Yelling, I mean. And someone keeps trying to start a forklift that won't turn over. It just makes a grinding sound. Every time it does, four or five Mexicans make a high-pitched noise to mimic it. Which is funny as hell.

It's refreshing to hear a bunch of people making the most out of their work-time. I'm so sick of coming across the spoiled white kids whose backs are bent from the oppression of having to work for a living like everyone else, or the spoiled black kids whose backs are bent from the weight of the racism in America that sees them having to work for a living like everyone else.