On Wednesday I finished my summer job. I know I'm 25 and "summer job" sounds like something you have in highschool. Well, I've had a summer job working at Wheeler in their rental dept. On my last day they had one of the 250lbs. truck drivers sit on me while they zip tied and ceran wrapped me to my chair. I honestly was more worried about the driver letting some gas loose while sitting on me than anything else. I got them back though, don't worry. It was a good day though because Nitro Circus was in town filming and we go to go watch them film a bit since we rented them some equipment. Call me a loser but I was pretty excited to meet Travis Pastrana. If you don't know who he is check him out on youtube and you'll see that he has a pretty awesome life.

Next day I get up early, drop my car off at the repair shop and head to Seattle with Jeff and Kristin to help them move in. Jeff had gotten a head start in the moving truck while we dropped my car off and we were playing catch up. I was a little bitter about having to ride in the same car as their (Kristin's) cats but they were sitting in their cages and not bothering me. Then.....one of them decides its time to forgo the litter box and creates one of the worst smells I have ever been exposed to in any of my many roadtrips. Luckily the next rest stop was only 15 long, smelly, nasty minutes away. I escaped the cats when we caught up to Jeff only to be reunited with them 4 hours later. Tossing empty Red Bull cans at them luckily kept them at bay. While filling up the moving van up we counted approximately 20 warning signs in the U Haul, and you know they're all there because someone did exactly what the warning sign tells you not to. The sticker department at U Haul must have a pretty funny job but if they were in a Soap Opera I'd imagine their day goes something like this.
Telephone rings
"Sticker and warning labels department this is Joel, how can I help you?"
"Joel, this is Rueben down in trucking incidents. We had an incident yesterday that we need you to make a sticker for."
"Seriously?"
"Yeah."
"A guy was walking backwards out of the truck and missed the ramp with one foot. He fell out of truck to the ground and the couch landed on him. It had a hide-a-bed in it so it was very heavy. It messed him up pretty bad."
"I'll get right on it. What kind of sticker are we looking at here? You know the doors and dashboard of the trucks are already completely covered with warning labels and there's not really anywhere else to put them. I just can't do it!"
"I know, but we have no choice."
"You don't understand, I have no more room."
"Can you live with these lives on your conscience?
"I..Uh..."
"Think of our alternatives. Stickers or death, or at least badly bruised legs. There's got to be some way....I've got it!"
"You don't mean-"
"Yes I do. It's time to move to ramp stickers. Maybe if they see it every time they walk up the ramp they won't miss it coming down."
"You're putting me in a tough spot Rueben but I'll do what I can. Stat. Any preferences on the color scheme?"
"We'll need some red and yellow. You know that people ignore any warning signs with green. They just take it as an optional precaution."
"Like that guy that you found dead sitting on his seatbelt after he was in an accident?"
"The Bridgewater incident of '02? Yes, just like that. We're in the works to get the approval to change the color on that sticker but corporate isn't budging. You know how they are."
"Yeah, I know. We'll get this sticker right, don't you worry. A blind man in a blizzard won't be able to miss this one."
"Thanks Joel. Lives are depending on this."
"I know."

And that's how I see the warning label department at UHaul working.