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"WHITFIELD"
7/5/2001
Thanks For the pat our backs again.you only make friendships stronger with your bull .The stories get better stay tuned I getting ready to tell a good one.SEE YA WPO POW OH YEAH PSP THAT STANDS FOR POSTAL SICKO PUNK
kycutters
7/5/2001
hey postal i am 43 years old i go to work everyday,i have put more bug nuts on than you have seen in the box! i have hit poles that men have died trying to climb ! you mare a bragging piece of shit that gets his kicks off of putting someone else down. any man i have ever trained and there has many that needed his ass adjusted i did it to his face! not behind a keyboard!!! i have been in this biz 23 years 13 of those was on the line.i splice for a living now,but i would go back to line work if i could go with you every other pole!! bet me i know who would shine and who would stink!! by the way i make good money and i have been in the easments now for the last year,strapem on with me and we shall see!!
terry clark
7/5/2001
Anybody have any input on the project in ft. Smith,Arkansas. Winn-Caribe is the prime. ???
"WHITFIELD"
7/5/2001
Man that desert is hot sun is unrelentless.All the animals there look ruff .This one splicer named ....lived on the outskirts of town,trantculas,wild pigs,loads of rattle snakes.His house had a concrete wall and gate to keep them out.Well back to the story,I'll call this one Lampshade and it goes out to Joe Blow because I consider him good people.I had been in Tuscon about 5 weeks .I was juicen hard then,I had probably had gained 20 lbs of mass,had a real short fuse,This splicer a thick Black man from Michagan,He was one of those kind of people that is forward,pushy ,he had just been the office and his personality intimidated my friend the office manager as well as sweating down the project managers daughter.I was pissed when I met him.Then he came into the print room with that jive bullshit of his .There was about six people in the room at the time.I looked at him. He makes a smart ass comment testing everbody.Who do you think jumps up? anyway I looked at him and told him to drop the nigger bullshit or I would make a lamp shade out of him,he said do what!I said I guess you can't hear do I need to out to the truck and and get my skinnin knife and show you boy.He looks like someone just bitch slapped him.Everbodys mouth was hangin open over what I said(two big gladitors gettin ready to rumble)the project mgr jumps up and threatens to kick us off the project so we settled down.I can't to this day figure if he was that brave or that stupid when jumped in between us.Any how I walked out .I wasn't worried the PM was my friend at that time he knew I was on juice.Said he had this weightlifter buddy that did it.The next day I'm in the print room doing my paper work shootin the bull with the PM and in walks thick,I spoke to him he said ,FUCK YOU WHITE BOY,again the PM ends it.Two days go by,I pass him in the parking lot he hollars at me you stole my sign.I had no idea what he was talking about,so I turn around to go and see ,he is in the main office,I walked in he said the same thing again.I looked at him and said no I didn't,you know why he said,why I said because if I had done it you wouldnt be here.He says hows that.I said after yesterday I was going to catch three rattle snakes and duck tape them two to your visor and one on the side of the seat,all I would of had to do is put them in during a thunderstorm while you slept,then wait and bang on your van knowing your in your camper and you would hear it and you would run jump in the drivers seat and (picture this)I slapped both sides of my face and my side wap wap wap he stood up grinned and said you're one crasy mother fucker he. He stuck out his hand we shook and became good friends.The moral of this story is that dogs/dawgs might argue and fight but we are all brothers.Thats how real cable dogs really are,I have been close to that fight alot times over the years but have always managed to get back what was lost!!! SeeYa
"WHITFIELD"
7/6/2001
Good morning all,I've I hope the stories I am writing help tell people about co.s will do you,I know sometimes it appears that the old dog has a scew loose,but understand this,sometimes to reach or communicate with people that are those that live life on the edge you have to go past them to get their respect,not that I need it but the simple fact is I know how to deal with these kind of people,Having been President of T-ball,4years,serving on nuemorous Baseball and basketball boards,coaching all types of sports for 9 years I have delt with all kinds of people and situations,and Honestly I had rather have to go up against a pissed off hells angle than have parents mad at me.We tend as parents to be real defensive when it comes to our children.I learned more as president of T-ball in four years about people than I have the rest of my life.I can remeber what Less Statler told me the night I picked up the stuff from thats passed from Pres.to Pres.He said Whitfield,your phone is going to ring off the hook you will probably get 20 or better a night,leave the recorder on and listen to their messages call the important ones back and say the hell with the rest.I looked at him and said no Less I can't do that,If sombody takes the time to call you they needed to talk to you,how do you think you can sit there and play God over peoples problems,If I have a problem I want to solve it immediately.Problems are like cuts,left alone they fester and then what was a simple fix has become a compound fix ,I'm sorry I will choose the first.Let me also say this I can dress Biker and Be one of the meanest that walks or I can put on a suit and am good look ing enough to be a fashion model.I have no problem speaking from the presidents of the largest corps.or dealing with rough trade.I am just trying to give everbody an idea of who this old dog is, cause at the end of these stories I have got something to tell everyone.Hope everbody has a great day and makes Big$$$$$$$$$$$ SeeYa
David Letterman
7/6/2001
What happend to the jokes on here?
David Letterman
7/6/2001
Hey Postal Psyco Punk ,
You make me sick every time you post somthing on here. And I am sure I am speaking for everyone! Why dont you go and learn the Defenition Cable before you go posting sh!t on here! -k-!!!!
swampkid
7/6/2001
Hey Postal Psyco Prick!
Go learn to pull a lasher or somthing dont go posting stupid ads on here unless you know whats good for ya!
retroman
7/6/2001
HAWKEYE. had a great ride, riding my bike over to your place,even if it rained on me both ways. you have a real nice place and a real nice famly. That REDTAIL HAWK of yours was worth the ride in the rain! someday you must bring it up to Va. I can put you on a lot of fox squrles. as for the rest of you dawgs! even the worst storm has a ray of light. like my 280 mile ride {mostly in the rain} to see hawkeye. to see that wonderful red tailed hawk was worth every drop of rain that stung my face. birds of pray and harley's. who would of thought of it! they do go hand in hand. Thanks Jay. I wont forget that trip.
"WHITFIELD"
7/6/2001
I call this one the BAD SUPERVISOR,It Goes out to Dammitman,and Joe Blow for Being Man enough to defend their honor and bring fourth the truth,Thanks Men!! This story takes place in Tuscon . There is so much to tell about this man it comes in two parts.Here is part A.
After just hanging around for couple of weeks,we finally started splicing.I was by myself,The Kentucky MAN and his band of hacks,oh , I guess I shouldn't have said that,he did have two splicers out of ten,then there was the lousiana boys ,and a couple of good men.At all the pre splicing meetings I was treated as the seinor dog due to my experience and the fact one of the Vice Presidents hired me because he knew my ability as well as how I am.Any way I had to cut the first node and install its cabinet,I will always remerber it as the node from Hell.It was located on a small hill between two fences.That is where I learned what the desert was all about.Ever heard of Colitche ,oh my God,this stuff is harder than concrete,you have to use a pick axe or diddle bar to break it up before you shovel it out. The node cabinet was one of those large metal ones,anyway I cut out the old amp and put in the node ,turn on the power supply and no light,the project mgr calls on the fiber splicer,mind you this is a different one than spliced it the first time.After he went to the head end and back a couple of times he got it on and then the project mgr and myself optimised the node and they finally started balancing,They found out what hacks can do,I don't know how late they worked that night and I know they were fixing outages the next morning this went on for two days,every day a splicers meeting,at the meetings I was the man to call on the radio,but I didn't hang out for free when I was done ,I was there to help all you had to call.I can instruct a man in the field how to find an outage and fix it from the radio.(THE SUPERVISOR ARRIVES)This is the end of part A Part B is a long one so if you don't like reading WHITFIELD please scroll past, the moral to the story you just read is being prepared for the job you are supposed to be able to do,how do you send splicers to cut all day when you havent even taken the time to see that the first node of the project was not optimised and on top of that did not have light.The next part of this story goes with this part only becausethe project mgr and the supervisor that took care of me were friends and he took his word over mine.Stay tuned it will be tonite as I just don't have time right now.Thanks for reading.See Ya
