Hansy in numberland

Yes , i’m still here.

I found a job. One day a phone call changed everything again. I could start a new job. A job i managed to get without the interaction of interim . The effort of my stubbornness to call again and again for a job that i was interested in ,was finally opening his doors.

I was stepping in the world of millions of car parts.

The company is situated a few k’s away and there were two shifts . A perfect situation in my case. It ‘s an international distribution centre of car parts trough the world. The red light on the fork of the road turned green and i was driving again in a direction i wanted to go.

So nowadays i m driving around with a little forklift , called a BT. Unbelievable how many parts there are collected together to make a car. I’m driving around trough million of car parts laying above and beneath, to the left and to the right .Packages everywhere in all kind of shapes. My task is to put packages with a serial number in a certain spot where it belongs. 

An eight hour shift looking at numbers . Trying to find the difference between the numbers ,  because certain boxes are just look-a-likes. 34BD86-ATO312 34DB68-ATC312 . So at nighttime i’m not counting sheep but numbers. Numbers and letters are just popping up in my head. And with regrets i concluded that my eyes are missing certain parts of the letters and numbers. The sharpness of the lines was gone. Damned. I needed artificial help. With magnifying glasses the sharpness came back and mistakes were banned.

The hours that i had to race amongst the million car parts gave me extra hours to work on my own dreams. The garden is coming along even with a delay that wasn’t part of my dreams. I was able to put a 6 mil drill bit trough my middle finger while hanging some climb ropes for my precious plants. Projects are possible to fulfil and furniture is a part of it. The shape of a middle age table was getting produced. 

And still while i, m driving around with my little forklift full of parts of a car ii hope that an officer and a gentleman is gonna walk trough the door and take me up in his arms , walk away to a wonderful life. Na, that's not a good thought !