First and foremeost: I have started playing DrawSomething on my smart phone. Play me!
While waiting for my helicopter to leaving the rig, I wanted to get a closer look at the fish. I climbed down to the lower decks on the rig. I am sure theses areas are off-limits to me. Flashback to a memory with my cousins nearly 15 years ago… After sneaking several bags of candy into the theatre to see the Prince of Egypt, it was time to leave the movie. The candies were opened and much harder to conceal than before. I asked Orpheus, “How will we sneak them back out?” He casually stated to me “What are they going to do?…Throw us out?” Rules be damned! And I climbed down another set of stairs. The fish looked bigger down there- end of story. I experienced the most peaceful helicopter ride ever. I was overcome with bliss as the chopper made a wide circle around the rig and headed back to the shore. The vibrations of the thumping propellers lulled me to sleep. I woke just in time to see the swampy green farm areas before landing at the heliport. Yesterday, I went to lunch with Lynn and Lauren, my manager. Lauren explained to us that we would be assigned to a ‘cell’ and have our own crew. My crew should be Harry1, DaffyDuck, and a man named Floyd whom I have yet to work with. This news made me very happy. Once I break out, I will be on the cell known as MP07.
Strange it is how with little sleep a person can function. I am so excited to “break out” and no longer be a trainee. The lack of job bonus has gotten old. Finishing up a job includes hours of paperwork and maintenance on your equipment. I am compiling the ticket for this job. I have spent a better part of this morning assigning bonuses to the other eight people I was with. All the while, checking “Observer, No Bonus” next to my own name. Since returning from the Sundowner XVI a day ago, all I want to do is be at the office to work or study. All I want to do is be DAMNGOOD at my job. For those of you who know me well, you know this is an anomaly. I am capable and think highly of myself (sometimes), but I usually don’t place much importance on being DAMNGOOD, when PRETTYGOOD is GOODENOUGH.
Strange it is how happy I am. On a personal level, this job is tough. You’re never alone but always lonley in your thoughts. I find peace and quiet in the absense. What I used to regard as boredom is now quality alone time spent simply breathing. It is rare and precious. For the other 90% of my day, I spend my time smiling in the faces of my co worker companions and singing to myself. I think about all the things I could be doing if I still lived in Arizona. I think about all the things I could be doing if I stayed in Texas. I imagine the different possibilities I could be living out right now. They would have been miserable next to this. Don’t get me wrong, dear readers, I miss everyone of you very much. But I crave novelty and irregularity. I watch the sunrise and set on the water and spit at sharks to see if the tiny ripples get their attention. I am the new kid around here- “Little One”, “Super JFE”, “Killer”,”Junior”, “Curly” and “Snack-Pack”.
I climbed into my bed last night around 8:30 and woke at 6 to ride my bicycle to work 6 miles. Dawning three flashy lights on my back and front, I rode off into the morning, ready to attack another day at the shop. I sit at my desk and study. Let’s get technical again, shall we?
Controls are the Whataberger equivilant of defending a thesis, or taking the BAR or MCAT exam. I will go to New Orleans in about a week, sit with my manager, a sales engineer, and maybe some other bigwigs, to go over how much I know. This is terrifying. It’s so terrifying, that I am studying. Again, for those of you who know me well, this is another anomaly. (I should also mention that I clean my apartment and my room. I know what you’re thinking: Who is this girl?) So for controls, I have to be able to describe every aspect of the following:
In Service Quality/Health/Safety/Environment: Whataberger’s 22 Standards, Whataberger Wireline Standards, QHSE Management system, Hazard Analysis and Risk Control writing, and some other stuff.
Cased Hole Services: Know the ins and outs of the following downhole tools- Ultrasonic Imaging Tool, Cement Bond Log Sonic Scanner Tool, Nuclear Reservoir Saturation Tool, Perforating tools and explosives, Production Logging Tools. This is all the stuff I spent 3.5 months in Kellyville, OK trying to learn.
In General: Depth Control, Basic Equipment, Pressure Control, Telemetry, Cables, Computer system and networking in the logging unit, Generators, and some tension calculations for tools and cables.
Management: All kinds of stuff.
It’s daunting. I’m terrified. But determined.