The Angry Geologist Causes Cognitive Dissonance

[hertinkness]

Just a quick update from the field:

I was down at the motorcycle plant today driving the giant diesel truck with the poly tank on a trailer. We're doing our very first sitewide groundwater sampling, and the boss needed me to fill in for a few days while the rest of the field personnel got back from wherever. I had just finished my last well for the day, and I was headed to the contractor lot. Now, the army reserve barracks is right across from it, and one of the soldiers was sitting on the stoop out front smoking.

He watched me pull that giant trailer into the contractor lot, whip right into a parking space, and kick open the door in my flannel shirt and well-weathered steel toed boots. Then he watched me climb down, look in the side mirror to apply lip gloss, fix my hair, and sit down with my new copy of Country Home.

I don't think I could have caused more chaos in that poor guy's brain unless I had slipped off my boots and pulled on a pair of high heels.

Comments

[zhukora1.livejournal.com]

You are my hero.

[elorie.livejournal.com]

Heeheeheeheehee.

You win.

[cielamara.livejournal.com]

Yet another reason why I am so very glad I added you as a friend. The mental picture of that just made my fucking DAY.

[wordweaverlynn.livejournal.com]

Oh, good for you!

[sclerotic-rings.livejournal.com]

Good for you. It's much the same level of fun as when I come stomping into a JoAnne Fabrics with the Czarina and immediately ask about the location of the polymer clay section.

[heebie-geebie.livejournal.com]

Awesome.