This image represents the sort of pace today in the warehouse on my 2nd day finding out and getting on with the tasks hands-on!
I was like a F-16 strike eagle, fully armed, fueled and with course plotted and years of knife-edge special-forces skill at my disposal, used to get in and out, fast, sleek, effective, lethal, accurate and deadly. All at supersonic speed, free as a bird and deadly poised, with a crack team behind me.
Actually, I crashed a manual pallet truck into a fucking massive, bright red 40 ft container that I had seen 25 seconds before whilst approaching at walking pace.
Oh dear.
:-(
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