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The Missing Week- A Personal Look

Sometimes things just turn to crap. Last month, I started working for my son Tim at Parsons Rocks! LLC, as a partner, father and employee. I don't know if I tried too hard, didn't figure out the working thing well, or lost my mind. But in the first month, I crashed his new (1 week old) dumping trailer, totaled his flatbed truck, and fell off the loader, gashing open my head and getting five stitches. 

As I fell from the tire of the loader, not only did my body crash to the ground, but my confidence and poise hit the dirt too. What was going on? It seemed surreal, crazy, or just plain evil. Perhaps I was losing my mind? So many questions, no answers. 
It's pretty hard to fire your father, and thank God that didn't happen. However, I spent the following week watching every step, driving like an old man, and waiting for the other shoe to drop. Or I suppose, the other other other other shoe. Thank God the week passed, the scar began healing (the outside one, anyway) and I felt maybe, maybe just a bit more normal. But jeez, what a mess. 
Some months just suck. 


Mel said...

WOW! Glad to hear you survived... Well, physically, anyway!
You may have heard this saying before, but it seems to apply in this situation: "Some days you're the bird and some days you're the statue." Unfortunately, at this moment, you're looking rather statuesque..."

Kevin Parsons said...

Feeling like the statue too!

Tim Rockstar said...

Still happy to have you on board dad. I know you will add value to the business by being here. Thanks for not giving up.