My current work is giving me a heightened understanding of my previous work.
i.e. - being an order picker is enhancing my innate feeling for betting odds.
What happens is I do cut-tops. What that means is, there are many things we sell as "eaches" which come in boxes of multiple units. For example small warehouse scales, which can be ordered as singles, come 2 to a box. Tape measures come 6 to a box. Calendars come 50 to a box. And everything in between.
If you pick the last of something, you have to do a cut-top. That means you open up the next box (in a specific, tidy way). Cut-tops are a pain-in-the-butt but they are a part of life and you know there will be many cut-tops in your day. So that's the deal with cut-tops.
So as I am approaching the location to pick a calendar, I know the odds are 50-1 against having to do a cut-top. Yada yada.
Point is, it is amazing how often longshots come through. I think of betting a 50-1 dog back in the day and it was the impossible dream. Ferget it. But now, seems like every damn day a 50-1 dog comes through. And no end of 20-1's and 10-1's. It's routine.
Buster Douglas defeating Mike Tyson was a huge upset? Pfft. Yesterday I had to do a cut-top on What Dogs Teach Us calendars.
So fuck you.
