Workday 4: Working Hard - or Hardly Working ?

I was at an exam back at the university on thursday, so naturally I wasn't at work that day. I did return back on friday, though.

We didn't do much that day. Me and the fat guy were instructed to go to the park again. And I'm talking about the long-forgotten shitty park at the edge of the town again. So there we were, anyways. This time the boss ordered us to load up the small flat-bed trailer full of leaves we had been raking up into these small or big piles. As we proceeded to fill the trailer with the crap, he just took off to drink coffee again, I suppose. It didn't take long for me and my lovely co-worker to fill it up, and thus we proceeded to just talk about stuff. We talked about different countries and trips to different places - pretty much just proceeded to have fun. For the next two or three hours, the boss just kept on driving us between this sewage treatment plant and the park - our duty was to empty the trailer of the leaves to a small field near the plant. The work was boring. While we were driving to the plant and back the boss kept on telling us about his trips to Russia. I found it extremely boring. He also promised to let us leave at 11:30 AM, but now it seems like he was just full of shit like usual.

So then after taking the final load back to the plant, the guy just drove us back to the small shack near the local fire station. We proceeded to wait the for a few hours, and after some time had passed, we were just ordered to go pick up trash again. We didn't do that for long, though. And went home at pretty much the same time we were supposed to.