sharkfish1e
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Aug 23, 2009
- Location
- U.K.
It was one of the those days again, you come in and sign it and go back to the company, a boring work day for anyone, except today. Eddie was up earlier today, he has been working for this company called Flamming Imports for about 2 years now. In which it would make him twenty two years of age. He was just a normal average office boy except he had a good memory for everything. Exiting his house he proceeded to get into his white company van. His job today was no different from yesterday or last week or ever. Picking up cartons, box, containers and signing it for any damages and received take it back to his company, the sort. It wasn't long before he made to the port at New Barn, getting out of his van he wanted to get this job done quickly and leave. It wasn't like he was going to be paid more for staying here at New Barn Port.
Walking to his containers, you could clearly say he was about 5 ft 8 and no taller. It was with this height he could see his company's ship and its contents. Blowing against the light breeze, his body frame wasn't like a stick that could be blown away. It was more like fit young man working at the gym each week. But in his case its he working at the port every day except saturday and sunday. His hair was dark brown similar to ground coffee. His eyes ever changing blue-greenish colour. "Its all here young man." said some rather lanky port man. "Okay cheers," Eddie quickly peered over and signed it, hoping that he finish his job fast. "Right no problems here, thanks again Derek." Yelled Eddie since Derek was on the ship itself and he probably couldn't hear if he didn't shout. Derek was just trustyworthy old man in his mid-forties. His reputation for knowing a lot and doing his job correctly.
Tagging the container in which he had signed, he was ready to go. After labelling it he got a loading kart and carefully placed the container there, so he could kart it back to his van and finally go. Opening the back of his van lifted and placed the container in. Getting in the van, Eddie revved up his engine and got out of the port rather quite quickly, not to mention letting the back of his van to slide a little.
Walking to his containers, you could clearly say he was about 5 ft 8 and no taller. It was with this height he could see his company's ship and its contents. Blowing against the light breeze, his body frame wasn't like a stick that could be blown away. It was more like fit young man working at the gym each week. But in his case its he working at the port every day except saturday and sunday. His hair was dark brown similar to ground coffee. His eyes ever changing blue-greenish colour. "Its all here young man." said some rather lanky port man. "Okay cheers," Eddie quickly peered over and signed it, hoping that he finish his job fast. "Right no problems here, thanks again Derek." Yelled Eddie since Derek was on the ship itself and he probably couldn't hear if he didn't shout. Derek was just trustyworthy old man in his mid-forties. His reputation for knowing a lot and doing his job correctly.
Tagging the container in which he had signed, he was ready to go. After labelling it he got a loading kart and carefully placed the container there, so he could kart it back to his van and finally go. Opening the back of his van lifted and placed the container in. Getting in the van, Eddie revved up his engine and got out of the port rather quite quickly, not to mention letting the back of his van to slide a little.