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I present to you: An illustrated story.
Lower bay. It was quiet . . . almost too quiet.
I was all alone, nobody else in sight.
All was silent. No tools clanked, not even an echo of metal.
Just me, and this last Fram PH3387APRO oil filter.
Oh... oh, no... what's this? What is this dark room this poor PH3387APRO oil filter has been forced into?!
OH NO! NO! OH!! THE HUMANITY!! THE HUMANITY!!!
Oh God, what have I done? My only friend left in all of lower bay...
At least it will match all its other friends in that bucket. Adieu, sweet PH3387APRO oil filter.
FIN.
I worked an open-to-close shift last night, which explains my slight insanity by the end of the night, resulting in these pictures. I also worked open-to-close on Friday, which totaled out to 13.6 hours on the clock. Sunday was only... I didn't check at the time clock, but it'll probably be somewhere between 11 and 12 hours. I'm so pathetic, lol. :)
Lower bay. It was quiet . . . almost too quiet.
I was all alone, nobody else in sight.
All was silent. No tools clanked, not even an echo of metal.
Just me, and this last Fram PH3387APRO oil filter.
Oh... oh, no... what's this? What is this dark room this poor PH3387APRO oil filter has been forced into?!
OH NO! NO! OH!! THE HUMANITY!! THE HUMANITY!!!
Oh God, what have I done? My only friend left in all of lower bay...
At least it will match all its other friends in that bucket. Adieu, sweet PH3387APRO oil filter.
FIN.
I worked an open-to-close shift last night, which explains my slight insanity by the end of the night, resulting in these pictures. I also worked open-to-close on Friday, which totaled out to 13.6 hours on the clock. Sunday was only... I didn't check at the time clock, but it'll probably be somewhere between 11 and 12 hours. I'm so pathetic, lol. :)