NONONONONO. I don’t want sunday to come ’cause idk what I’m gonna do now on the weekends. I don’t think I can deal without seeing some of my bestest friends ever for 7 months. I’m going to cry. Oh god it was an interesting year. But it was fun. Every year since I started really working down at the shop has been great.
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Learning the skills of being a breakman, an assistant conductor all at once. All the stupid people we seem to come in contact with. All the random conversations over the radio repeaters. All the fun memories. All the shit we can relate to and reflect on are why these guys, the whole crew and just about everyone else who works in the shop are part of my huge dysfunctional family. I might just cry sunday afternoon when we all clock out for the last time until May 31, 2013. But I’m making it an offical rule that the 3 of us must at least meet up during the winter and hang. Haha I love them.