“It isn’t until you stop that you realize how fucked you are.”. These words of Sam quite accurately describe how the long days in the vintage feel. During the work days there aren’t really any breaks. One jobs follows the next and the machines are always moving as they don’t make any money while standing around.
After work we usually sit in the shed for a beer or two and because it is the first time my body can relax I feel like I had a whole six-pack afterwards. Beer is also the hypnotic of choice for everybody and very helpful when sleep is needed at unusual times.
When I just have 6-7 hours between workdays I usually head from the shed straight to the bed and am asleep not much later. While a shower would be nice, it would refresh me and thus keep me from sleeping. As a consequence I tend to get a bit smelly during really busy times. But so is everybody.
During the last week I worked about 80 hours and am starting to get exhausted. There is basically just work on my mind and I already forgot two birthdays. This week is expected to be the last really busy week of the vintage. After that it’ll slow down and work days will get more humane with around 10 hours.