On a good normal Tuesday morning I wake up at about 4:40 a.m. and get ready for work to stock the truck at Fareway. Jason Ankrom normally picks me up at about 4:45-4:50 a.m. I jump in his car and we head to Fareway. We clock in and get the pallet jacks ready and begin to pull the cold truck. The bunker comes off first and is filled with ice cream. Then our freezer pallets and dairy pallets come next. Then the fruits and vegetables for produce come off the truck next. One person is normally put on ice cream (that’s rarely ever me). I will spot the boxes next to the freezer where the boxes will go on the shelf. 6:00 rolls around and the produce people show up. About a good fifteen thirty minutes later the dry truck comes in. I drag the pallet jack to the back dock and begin pulling the dry truck to the floor. The pallets from this truck are put in the aisles closet to where the majority of the stock is going to go. When we are all done with that I will head out to the floor and put up dry stock for the remaining time until 8:00 rolls around. We clock out at eight and Jason gives me a ride to school.

I don’t have first hour on Tuesday so I normally go to Mr. Benz’s room and hang out in there and eat whatever breakfast I can get my hands on from Fareway. We will sit in there and talk about what is next to do in building trades. Sometimes they are good things like framing and sometimes they aren’t so good like working in the dusty dirty Craver Building or freezing at the Ritz Theatre.

Then the bell rings and I head to physical education. This class is small and is only taught by Mr. Kruzich. Sometimes we play dodge ball but the normal thing in out p.e. class is ultimate Frisbee. We always play it and yes by now it has gotten very boring and I’ve gotten tired of it. Kruzich calls the game off and we go and dress back into our clothes in the locker room. We go back upstairs and talk until the bell rings.

The bells then does ring and I head to my third hour class which is Government. This class is taught by Mrs. McDanel. I don’t know why she is put off as being such bad teacher I actually really enjoy her class even though it’s a class that could keep you from graduating. We take notes in her class while she talks at the front of the room and explains what we are writing down and a lot more stuff too.

The bell rings and I have no class fourth hour so I either leave and ride around with Tucker Bratz, Branson Bachman, go to Mr. Benz’s room again or hang out in the lobby.

The bells rings… and here comes creative writing. Taught by the very merciful Mrs. Taylor (I really appreciate all of the help you’ve given me by the way). I try writing in this class but I have to listen to Kira talk about random things. Ashley pipes up every now and again and Stephanie has something to say about anything and everything anybody does.
The bell rings… Lunch time!!!! I either ride to lunch with Troy, Tucker, or Josh and most of the time go to taco bell. McDonalds is often a choice to when no one wants to spend very much money. We eat and head to building trades and work for three long hours. And then I head home for the day and play my Xbox, eat and sleep and get ready for Wednesday.