Originally Posted by
zion zig zag
A million years ago when I was a college drop out-ski bum, I knocked up my girlfriend. She turned into my first wife. Her father was a long time engineer for Union Pacific. He got me an interview and I was pretty much a shoe in. I was basically in the hiring process when they started to explain the schedule details to me. Until you had seniority (10 years?) you were basically on call, all the time, unless you had prescheduled vacation. If memory serves, vacation was signed for once a year, and you didn’t get your pick without seniority. So on call meant, you need to be within 20 minutes of the rail yard when they call you.
My brain started to short out. No skiing, basically no anything? Ever? Except for a couple weeks vacation a year? Fuck that. I stepped out to make a call to my dad for advice. I never walked back in.