Well, the title probably sounds far more interesting than it was when it happened... basically, I had a really bad day at work. Only 4 deliveries all day... I'm used to doing a dozen. True, they were good deliveries in that they paid well, but still, there weren't enough of them.
As for the eyeballs... well, I delivered eyes today. There's a vision lab here in the metroplex, if I said the name you'd probably all recognise it, but I'm not comfortable giving out client information... anyway, at various times I have had to deliver eyes to them. Sometimes they're pig eyes from the abattoir where the pigs are butchered... I understand that they extract the corneas and prepare them for human implant. Last week I delivered a box of 70 to them. I have also picked up human eyes from the airport and ran them out there... It's not really as creepy as it sounds. Well, maybe it is, but I'm just over it... anyway... today I went to the lab and picked up a few eyes to deliver to one of the local medical schools.
I'm pretty sure they were swine again, as if you are shipping human parts there are usually haz mat certificates and such... Don't know why human eyes would be haz mat and pig eyes wouldn't, but then I've learned to just go with the flow and not worry about it too much...
So... as I'm driving down the road on what was really a dingy kind of day, with a box of disembodied eyeballs in the seat beside me, lo and behold, I see a rainbow in front of me... hence... eyeballs and rainbows.
And in many ways... that seems to be how my life has been lately... kinda gorey and weird with strange rays of light shining through.
I work very hard at being grateful. I know I shouldn't gripe about my job when unemployment is reaching record numbers and yes I know I'm struggling financially, but here in my county of Texas, approximately 17% of the population is on food stamps... which is a record number. And, according to the news tonight, a large group of the food stamp people are employed, but due to pay cuts and such, they just aren't able to make ends meet anymore. It's depressing if I think about it too much.
So I have a little sign I made to put on my dashboard that says simply... "Be Grateful" The strange thing is... it works. It keeps my mood up. When I pull up to a delivery, I look at it, I am grateful, and I enjoy my customers more. It seems to be changing my attitude. I'm being a little more cheerful, and that makes the customers easier to deal with.
Really, I'm just babbling along here.
Don't know what my point is.