Sooo it's been a long time, but let's try to give an overview of the year 2012.
I was so poor. I had spent well over two month in Las Vegas as an unemployed poker fiend. Yes, I had won some money, but it was nothing substantial that would support me in the long run. I needed a job. Oont I eventually found one. The company I had worked for the previous summer hired me back onto their Payroll as I took the job as the training program administrator of Las Vegas. It was an alright gig. It was pretty easy work and most importantly, it allowed me to stay in the Mecca of poker. But the charm of the city of sin and a new gig wore out real quick.
I was trained for the job all over - first in Seattle and then Provo one week later.
February rolled around and I was finally back in Vegas and was on the hunt for my first apartment. I was looking for something cheap and short term - he job would only last for three months. My roommate Nisa and I found a roach-infested dump of a place and moved in five days after my arrival into Vegas. We lived about a mile east of the center strip, which was good for poker life, but made for an all-around gross living space. Vegas is a disgusting city. Aside from the strip and downtown and all it's casinos, it's a terrible Place - different from what you'd expect - its plagued by poverty, which you could see on every city block. I stopped giving spare change after bein asked every day when we lived at the hostel cat. No más compasión, sadly.
After one month on the job I was ready to GTFO. There were no places to meet other young people so things got pretty boring. Nisa and I would hang out with a couple of our friends from the hostel cat and go to a few parties with them but m god, the people we did meet at these parties were justinsane e - they lived to party and to, well, party some more. It was just a weird environment to live in.
And like I said, work got old - it wasn't challenging, the pay sucked, and I hardly ever got to work with other people as a team. Lame. So by the time April rolled Around I was ready to head out to the Bakken oilfields of North Dakota. Why, you ask? Well, my u clemhad a connection and could get me a job once I got ou there. And get out there I did. After finishing the Vegas gig I spent a week
Back home and then hopped On a train for ND.
Once I got there I stayed with family for about four weeks while the company cleared my paperwork, drug test, physical exam, etc.
Then I finally started work. My first day was on June 12, 2012. It was quite the start. I got a call from my rig manager, got directions, and. Cruised north, finding the rig about 30 miles south of the Canadian border. I arrived unprepared. It turned out that the boots I purchased weeks
Prior were a little too small for me. It showed by my fourth day. My ankles
Swelled up like crazy - an amount of swelling that I didn't really know was possible. It was rough. But I made it through the week and learned a whole lot while I was a it. The Pguys on my crew were pretty cool about it too, they had mercy on me and didn't work me too hard, knowin that hey didn't want to lose another guy from the rig, which is a bit of a common occuranc on our rig. In the past four months three guys have quit. Woof. By now were back to the usual 6 guys on a crew - thank god. It makes work a bit more manageable.
But anyways, now it's August and I'm back on the train, about to start my fourth hitch out there. Overall, it's been way easier than expected. The only thing that would keep me from holdin onto this job would be the winter. The summers been fine - great weather, pretty much zero rain. Perfect. So well see how long I hold onto the job. I'd like to keep it for a solid year at least.
The last thing to address: a lot of people ask, so what do you do out there? Well, lots of stuff. It's basically whatever the other guys on the crew told me to do. Solo I pressure wash and scrub the rig and make it look all nice and shiny or I help make drilling pipe connections or I help maintain equipment. You know, shtuff like that.
When I'm not working out there I'm back home in Vancouver, USA spending time with my friends and fam. It's been awesome.
So there you have it - an update of Steffl adventures, 2012 edition. Yes, many details and events hav been left ou, but maybe I'll write more. Maybe in a cOuple weeks, mayb 8 more months from now. Life's been great - problem free, baybeeee.
"si pudiera vivir mi vida nuevamente ... Tendría más problemas reales y menos imaginarios."
