It's very cold. High in the low twenties and winds gusting up to 23 mph. Low tonight in the single digits.
And it's very dry. It got so cold the water mains broke in not one.....
But THREE places!
So no water anywhere in the camp. No water to drink. No laundry. No showers....
No way to wash trays so we fed everyone off of styrofoam plates, which always makes a freaking mess. And the a**holes in B-wing decided if they kicked their doors and cussed at us enough, we would turn the water on.
It was the kind of night that made me yearn for the good old days. Those mouthy punks don't have a clue how lucky they are that there was a large steel door between me and them.
But we can't do that sort of thing anymore.
At least I got to leave before they brought the porta-potties in. I remember back in '07 when we had to do that. Spent the entire shift shackling them up and taking them out to go to the bathroom in the middle of winter. What a nightmare.
I hope they get it fixed.
A report on grumpy me - *Forget about my husband; this is all about me. It's been a strange week of little things going wrong.* *A cap came off a tooth, a cap which can probably ...
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