paging mr. herman

so the title, Jesus was fisherman and a carpenter. and his name is Jesus which means he must be Mexican, like me. this blog is more than just a bunch of random thoughts. i thought i should had some type of goal or purpose to this. ultimately i would like to own my own boat and be a fisherman on my own. this blog, will act as a timetable until that time. right now I'm at ocean beauty sea foods work as a processor. I've been on the slime line as they call it and gut fish for 15 hours and I've also done canning like la verne and shirley, which is terrible b the way. it's only been a week and I've had burns and crushed fingers. the work is like prison and along the week i will just post random things that happen each day. I've noticed i have insomnia most of the time and i space out constantly. on really funny things. for example, i work with a guy name herman. so every time i see him, say in the break room or passing on the floor, i say "paging mr. herman. mr. herman., you have a telephone call." and he's like 40 and looks at me like I'm nuts. he always asks what it's from, but i never tell him. today he quit. he was from Tempe Arizona. so for the past hour or so I've been saying it incessantly in different voices besides the one from the movie. see. this blog will be fun. and when the time comes when i get my own boat it will be funner.

i must go back to work now. bye.