Wake up at 8 PM the night before so I’m up before the enemy.
Look at myself in the mirror, punch the mirror, scrape a shard of broken glass across my face to shave. Lubricate with motor oil. Once.
Turn the shower all the way to cold and climb in. Scrub my junk with steel wool.
Make my bed. Wife is still in it. Doesn’t matter, make the bed anyway.
Get in the truck to go to work. AC is for weenies. Drink my own sweat for hydration.
Arrive at the steel mill. Punch in. Guy says I don’t work there and was never hired. He’s been saying that dice my first day on the job. I was seven years old. Doesn’t matter, it’s about the grind, not the money. Put in a light day - 46 hours.
Drive home. Eat a bottle of Guinness for dinner. Crunchy. Spit out the cap when I’m done.
Lay down to sleep at 7:45 PM.
Repeat.
