The Wonder Of Haribo!

 I hesitate to write this post on a Wednesday....  Call me Superstitious. But yesterday was a pretty good day at Haribo.  And really,   it was nothing spectacular.   I would dare to say "Normal".   It was busy and challenging and "fun."   No major catastrophes.  No looming disasters.   Just a fun day picking up and moving Gummies from the Packaging floor to the Warehouse. 

It took a while to get the hang of things when I first started.   Mostly because everyone was "in their own little bubble" and did not want to show anyone anything.   I'm not sure what the motivation was about that...  But I could speculate a couple of reasons.   

One:   Job security.   No one wanted to show you what they did for fear you would take their job.   Or actually be better at it.  There were a number of people who liked what they did and did not want to "share" the specific area of expertise.  I find this strange, because it is not some magical or mystic "art"...  It's driving a fork truck around and moving stuff!   But those people liked their small world and did not want to share it with anyone. 

Two:  Lack of team work.   Who wants to team up with someone who sucks?   And if they are slow or dangerous or are just a jerk ( difficult to deal with)   you would rather just leave them alone and keep to yourself.   This means there was not a lot of cross-training going on.  If the guys in the back were getting slammed...  The guys in front would not help.  There was a feeling of  "It's their problem,  let them deal with it!"    The same went the other way.  If the front was getting hammered with Gummmies,  the Back would just drive around in the back or park near the Passerella. 

Three:   Old Dudes!   Yes, several of the guys were "Old Guys"   stuck in their way.   "Everyone needs to pull their own weight!"   Hurry up and learn the job so you can actually be helpful.  Otherwise you are just dead weight!    There is also the part  of being old in that they did not want to learn another area.   They had "mastered" their area of the warehouse/factory... And did not feel the need to learn anything else.   Why would I start at the bottom when it took me this long to get to where I am now.   No thanks!  I'll stay here and be productive.  "You can't teach an old dog new tricks!"  (A Motto  I dislike.) 

Four:   Turn over.   Why teach  a new guy anything when they are bound to leave within a couple of months anyway?  I understand this mentality.  I trained a couple of young guys and they were GREAT!  But both eventually got fired for stupid stuff and that feeling of starting over with someone new is disheartening. Still,   while they were there,   we had a force multiplier every time they would punch in and be asked to jump on a fork truck to help out.  

When I first started, Phil was my contact. ( remember Phil?)  I thought he would be my "trainer"  but he was permanently in the "front" pushing gummies around.   To hear him,  you would think that that was the "most challenging and important" job at Haribo.   You had to know which lines needed what gummies.   When to bring them.  And how many of each to keep the lines running....  Sounded "impossible" for all but the elite.  

But it turns out,  it is not that difficult.  In fact, I would say it is fairly easy.   There are rarely any disasters. ( Broken Pallets, Stuck AGV's, Broken Passerella, Crowded floors...)  Mostly it is "steady" work.   You pick up the special pallets of gummies that come from the Production floor,  Weigh them, and either bring them to a line or store them in a lane.  As the night goes on and the Moguls slow or stop,  you bring the gummies from the storage lanes to the lines that need them.  Actually kind of straight forward!

It can be a challenge when the Moguls are kicking  out the gummies and the Lines are down.  Then there is a race to get the gummies in trays and find enough areas to store them.   And those days there is the risk of running out of trays if there are a LOT of gummies.   But the factory is getting better and dropping just enough gummies at just the right pace so the lines can keep up.   It is a growth thing. 

Now,   We have a pretty good team on Second shift.   Three of us Material Handlers  came in the same "class".   And we replaced,  Phil and Josia.  (Both went to first shift)   Gary and Alahandro are gone,  Jose and Roland are gone.   Slowly creating the spaces for the current team to set up together.   

And I would say we work well together.   Each one of us has our strengths and preferences, but will help whenever we see anyone from the team struggling.   We joke and kid each other and.. Dare I say:  Have fun!   We clear the floor and set third shift up for success as best we can.  ( Even though First Shift rarely does that for us...)  

I know there is usually a reason for First Shift leaving us a disaster whenever we get on the floor.   The first two to three hours are usually spent running around trying to clean up their mess.   But... First Shift is usually the busiest.   And if they are short handed,  then things can get out of control fairly quickly.   But that is why they have all the "seasoned veterans" on that shift...  to be able to handle those issues as they arise.  

But first shift also has the "Premedonas" on their shift.   The Karens,  The Old Dudes.  They people who are stuck in their ways and refuse to help anyone outside their areas.   Basically,  they are what second shift used to be like.  And the results are pretty obvious... at least to us as Material Handlers.  

I'm not sure when we, as a society,  stopped trying to help each other and focused solely on "making sure my stuff is right"  If the entire boat is sinking,  you all better start bailing...  Even if the leak is on the other side of the boat.   I wonder why no one sees that...

Haribo is a Great Company!   And I think, as with all jobs,   who you work with can make or break it.   A good crew of people can make the job fun and exciting.  I look forward to going to work every day!  

---- Intermission!----

I just got back from Work!   (I could not finish writing all of this in the morning....)  And, as predicted,   We Got Slammed!  

It was a "tougher than usual" day today.   Busy!  And a couple of minor disasters.   Cory, Patrick  and I all dropped double stacked pallets!   Those Goldbears from German are in very weak boxes  and stacked poorly.  ( Sure!  Blame the Boxes!)  

The Passerella was down...  twice!   And first shift left us a mess!  We only have 4 material handlers now that Alex is gone....  So there are not many options for coverage when things get out of control.  

But!   We pulled together and made it happen.   Mario Cleared the floor and the returns while taking care of the AGV's and I covered the back when I could to help him.   Tino ran the front solo most of the night and Elsa worked on Boxes and materials for the lines.  It was a good night.. Despite the Minor Hiccups!

And so on the way out today,  I was chatting with another guy and we both got on the topic of the day and the little problems that had to be dealt with.   And we both agreed that we still enjoy the job and the people we work with.   It was actually reassuring, after feeling a little down about messing up a couple of times tonight.  Turns out, everyone else had problems too!  But in the end,  they would still choose to come back to work with the rest of us.  

And that is a wonderful "culture" to work for.  I know it is just a job.  But if you have to spend 8 hours a day at some place that it not home,   you might as well make it fun and enjoyable while you are there. And it helps if the people you work with are equally fun to work with.  Haribo's Motto is :  Childlike Happiness.   I will continue to pray that that never changes and Haribo stays with us a for a very long time.  All while we try to make every second count. 

The Era Of Discovery...

 I have now officially entered a new phase in the home buying/owning experience.   Discovery!   This is where I discover things that were not obvious during the inspection or any of the walk-throughs before purchase.  You know...   The light switch to nowhere;  The hidden door behind the toilet.   The hole in the subfloor that was never patched up before they placed the laminate flooring over the top of it....  and Now it is a "Soft Spot"...   

Forget the "Ghosts of owner's past".   Those do not frighten me as much as the black painted windows  in the basement...   What was that little "torture room" for??!?  The resident Vampire?

I could go on.   And probably will as I discover old issues that are new to me.  But I will try to keep this post light and focused. 

Today I tested out the Laundry!     I was impressed that it had a washer and dryer.  And even though they were kind of dirty, I figured beggars can't be choosers!   I will take an operational washer and dryer over the laundromat any day. 

  That is.. as long as it works.

Otherwise,  they are heavy pieces of  junk that is rather difficult to deal with.   But if it works!   Then I can deal with most of the other issues.  

That being said,  I fired it up with the laundry of the week and discovered a few things:  The hoses were new and shiney,  and had been torqued on the faucet fairly hard!   But... when you turned the faucet on,  it began to leak.  ( the faucet,  not the washer.) I'm standing there watching a small river of water snake its way across the floor to the drain.... Wondering where the water is coming from.  

I then discover the the "Wash Bin" ( that utility sink next to the washer and dryer)  has no hose to the drain set up.   it simply has a hole in the bottom that dumps any water on the floor!

Ok!  Have to get a hose for the sink and direct it over to the drain...  Note taken. 

Then the washer starts... but sounds terrible!  I peek inside.   NO WATER!   After a few minutes of trouble shooting, I realize that the drain hose is piped directly to the drain!   (on the floor!) So all the water that was going in, went down the drain instead of filling the washer.  

I pick up  the hose and elevate it so it is slumped  it over the Utility Sink. ( the same one that drains directly on the floor.)   and create an equalized pressure so the washer will fill up properly.  Who would said teaching Physics was useless?   

So now the washer is filling with water... again.   But now I have to deal with all of the water that is going to go into the utility sink ( and onto the floor!)   I quickly grab a plastic bin to act as a bucket.  It works!

Eventually the washer finishes and my clothes are clean.  And the plastic bin is now too heavy to move since it is now filled with water.   Time to dust off another physics trick!   

I grab the garden hose from the garage and use it as a syphon to drain the water out of the bin.  the water goes directly into the drain and there is no ( additional) mess or water on the floor!  Hurray!

Then there comes the dryer!   I discover that it works just fine.... But the door will not stay closed.   in fact, it never really actually closes!   It just closes enough to push the "Kill Button" that stops the machine whenever the door is opened mid-use.  I brain storm a band-aid plan and wedge it shut with a bucket of kitty litter. 

That works for a few minutes, but eventually vibrates away.   Time for a new plan.  

I eventually find one of my strength bands and wrap it around the entire machine.  It works!   My clothes are now clean AND dry!

And now I have to go to Menhards again to find a washing machine hose. ( or any hose that I can fit to the Utility Sink.) And a better latch for the dryer door.   Honestly, I think the band worked so well and the door to the dryer is so damaged that I may just leave it that way.  And now that I know how the "system" works....  I can do my laundry again in half the time with minimal mess!

I did other things today.   Like: move in several of the large furniture pieces.   I solo moved "THE BEAST" dresser and got it to its forever location.   It will now act as an entertainment center.   Until it becomes firewood.   By the way, it almost became firewood as I tried to move it.   Any piece of furniture that is too heavy for it's legs to support it is a Poorly Designed piece of junk!  ( in my opinion)   As I attempted to tip it upright,  

 I could hear the legs begin to crack!  Luckily, they held on long enough to get it in place.  Had any one of them broke, I would have taken it out back and "murdered it" with an Axe!  

I also got the Sofa in!  Which was surprisingly easier than the dresser.   Even though it was bulky, it did fit through the door and is now set up so the cat has her favorite perch back.  

The Tall Boy is still in the garage, but I will leave it for now.   I also finished mowing the lawn and putting up the leaves over the bar area.  In all....  A fairly productive day.  

I still have a few other "projects" that I want to accomplish this week, provided nothing else pops up that will require my attention. ( Like the laundry!)   I'll see if I can begin putting my tools away now that most things are installed and I hopefully will not need them this week.   That will clear up some areas and hopefully make it looks less cluttered.  

Overall, I think it is beginning to look like a home now.   At least the fist floor.   I have not touched the second floor yet, now the basement.  In fact, I may turn my attention to the garage and see if I can set up the automatic garage door so I can start parking the Subie inside at night.   I should have a full weekend next weekend to tackle some of those larger projects.  

Until then... I shall continue to embrace the discover of the unknown..... And  make every second count. 

Moving Day Complete!

 Well, I'm totally out of the old house and "fully" moved all of my stuff into this one. (Including the cat!) I could have even blogged about it last night, (since the WIFI was enabled...) But I was pretty toasted after that experience.   For my own records, I want to note that I did the entire thing solo!   And had a little over an hour to spare for the truck.   ( I had planned for 6 hours to move)  So,  those three years of Moving Experience with Allied and United came in handy. 

Now, you might be thinking: "Solo Move....Big deal!   It's not like you had anything big, bulky or heavy to move."   But you would be wrong!  

Dave, looking to square me away,  accepted several LARGE and HEAVY pieces of furniture.   Normally,   these would not be a problem if there were several burly dudes to carry them.  ( two man all of the heavy stuff)  But that become a challenge when it is just me.  

And I do not go to Cross Fit!

The secret:   Having a 2 wheeler!  ( And I even bought a 4 wheeler for the Sofa. )   

And there are a few other "moving Tricks" like using a blanket to pull things around narrow passages.  

I use every tactic I could!   And I am proud to say that I was able to get everything I had planned on moving, out of the house and staged in the garage before I even went to get the Truck. 

The truck came with a 2-wheeler,  So I did not even have to use mine if I did not want to.  ( but I used both.  Mine had larger tires, so climbing stairs was easier.) 

In the end,  I fit everything into the truck and did not even have to pack it tight.  Thank goodness the New Pastor accepted that HUGE,  HEAVY Leather Sofa.  I honestly had my hands full with the red one.   And at least I could "disassemble"  that one, by taking the cushions and legs off of it so it could fit through the door easier. 

By the time I got to the new place,  I had about three hours to unload the truck and have it returned.   I weighed my options and decided the heat ( it was hot outside yesterday)  And the fact that I was beginning to wear out,  would call for a shift in tactics.  Namely:   I put all of the "BIG stuff" in the Garage.  No sense in fighting to get them into the house when I don't even know where I plan on putting them!   Besides...

The passageways were TIGHT!   And even with the IKEA stuff,  I could barely make it through.   Chances are I will have to take the sofa and that BEAST of a dresser through the front door later.  

Personal Side Note:   The BEAST!   The tall Dresser.  ( Also known to movers as: all Boy, High Boy,  Low Boy, Batchelor Chest. Stand Up, Or...   Heavy Piece of @$#%!)   It was HEAVY!   And Bulky.   And a Major Pain in the BUTT to move.   Add in that one of the legs was missing a bolt and thus, could not support its own weight.   And you may understand why it gave me such a headache.   I remember it was a pain with Dave helping me.   ( Mostly because it was bulky and difficult to move into the back bedroom.)  But moving it solo presented a formidable challenge. 

I am proud to say that it did not "best" me.  And one one of those reasons is because I refused to fight it that late in the move. 

I left it near the end of the truck.  And then just wheeled it out into the Garage.   I will worry about moving it inside later... After a bit of rest and possibly some help from a second set of hands.  

And I mentioned before,  the house is rather "old school"  and was built when Americans were thinner and smaller.  ( And shorter!)  So wrestling with a HUGE, HEAVY, BULKY piece of ....Wood.   Did not sound like the right thing to do with my energy levels rapidly dropping.  

So now,  I have all the small stuff and "necessary" things inside.   (Including the Cat! )  All of the "Extra's" are out in the Garage waiting for a plan to get them inside of to some donation site. ( I simply may not have a place for them in this house.)  

Speaking of the Cat,  She disappeared half way though the move, and I had to come back later that night to catch her.   I think she was in the basement,   I'm just glad she did not have to spend the night alone in the empty house....

I should also mention that the Beast Furniture is actually Very Nice.... For people who never plan to move.   They are quality and very pretty to look at.  And Build like a Brick outhouse!  ( Meaning:  overly Designed and engineered to last for years when it does not have to. )  

And that is why I like IKEA.   Solid wood!  But made of a light wood like Pine or Poplar.  Engineered simple... to be built by a newbie.  While being durable to last for years with minimal stresses.  ( No Kids Smashing them or heavy people using them as ladders....) And BEST of ALL: EASY to MOVE!

And affordable enough that if you DID damage or break them,  you could replace them.  What is not to like? 

I spent the better part of today cleaning up the old house and preparing it to be handed off.  It took a bit longer than I had originally thought,  But then again,  I wanted to do a good job and leave it better than I  had originally found it.  To that, I think I was successful. 

One thing of note:  I realized that owning a cat is like having A FUR GRENADE explode in your house.  So many "dust bunnies" that were made up from a combination of wool Blanket and Cat fur.  I never notices that about cats back when I was living with Carpeting.  ( I guess the Carpet hides it well....) But the solid wood flooring shows it off  in the corners and behind the furniture.  

It does make for some satisfying moments when the Vacuum suck them up with ease. 

One of the elders texted me around 2 pm and wanted to know when I would be able to hand over the key to the place.   I volunteered to give them back today and that was probably a good thing.   Because it forced me to call the cleaning "finished" instead of obsessing over every little GI detail.  As it was, the Church elder seemed impressed with it, so I will take that as  "a passed inspection."

There are so many other things to add to this blog post,  but it is getting late and I have to go back to work tomorrow.   I will try to keep the projects small and slowly move into each room one at a time.   Today,  I focused on the bathroom and a little bit on the kitchen.   Perhaps tomorrow I will try to get my bedroom up and running.  And I can already see that there are going to be "moments of discovery" when it comes to light switches that  seem to go no where and screens that need attention.   

I will leave that all for later.   Right now,  I want to finish this post and get ready for bed.   Tomorrow is a new day!   And, God Willing,  I will have another opportunity to make every second count.