While hearing the coworker yelling his opinion to the supervisor i Look around the shop not one of the other male works looked up at me. I smiled to myself, grabbed a rag, wiped my hands. Went back to work on setting up on the machine. Work order called for a drill bit, cut off tool at 35degree angle, and regular coolant to keep the material from over heating; while in the making of a part that goes in an airplane.
Setup complete in good time. According to the work order 2 hours is the time limit on this work order. Cool, i said to myself had a few mins. to spare. Of course theres that feeling again! ( I know my senses are on overdrive!!). Finaly i looked up, there was a coworker trying to get my attention. He looked as if he was in his 30's with coolant stains on his uniform. Says to me as he walks to the door, break time.
Hey, I don't hear any yelling in the super's office. I'll take that as a sign the cowork is done whining.
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Now, constructively speaking (and I don't do this if I don't think the story is good enough to start with), eventually, I think this will work better as one longer short story than in parts. I know, "Who has time to write it all at once?" (I know. I should be going shopping now. lol) For now, it's okay to keep writing it in parts and uploading, but when you get it all done, consider going back and fleshing it out more.
I've done stained glass, so I know what it's like to drill holes, cut with machinary, grind, and sand - but I've done it with glass. You're doing it with metal. Let us experience that with you. Show us what the grinding feels like inside you. Show us "set-up." (I have no idea what that's like.) Show us the grungy, smells-funny, poor lighting (or is it too bright?) cold, factory you're working in. Show us those occasional glances, because you know darn well every single man is checking you out to see if you can really do the job or if you're merely affirmative action at work.
Like I said before, I suspected this was first person. I knew it wasn't going to be a piece of cake. Still, I've never been in that spot, and I'm reading to find out what it was like. Anyone who reads this (your audience) is reading for the same reason, even if we're reading it for individual experiences. This is a wonderful idea for a story. Break free and let us experience it with you.
(And, feel free to nag me about coming back. I have the memory of a seive, so I might well forget in a couple of weeks. Yes, I noticed it took you some time to get from part 1 to part 2. lol)