July 9th
Things have been going waaaaaaaaay too smooth, and today our good fortune ran out. I show up to the 8 o'clock meeting ready to go. Looking around, i notice everyone that i work with is out except a tech. Steve begins the meeting saying that marty slipped getting out of the shower and cut his head open on the sink, so he and dave (another one from our crew) are heading to the hospital. Steve continues saying greg has called in sick. So i'm stuck here by myself and we have to pretty much set everything up and start certifying everything today!!! greg doesn't have any detailed plan for me to follow, so i just jump in.
I finally get over the feeling of drowning in work and start to take care of one thing, getting cables cleaned. On my way back from the clean room, steve stops me and says i have to support the mission simulation (JIS) that started an hour ago. Of course nothing works to allow me to call in to the JIS so i'm calling all sorts of IT people. Have to leave the JIS to get the tech guy working on something, so i run over to the clean room and start him.
Thankfully at like 11 dave shows up and says marty is ok. He described marty's hotel as a crime scene: blood in the bathroom, blood all over the sink, blood on the floor, every towel was red and marty was laying on the couch (which was covered in blood) getting bandaged by the paramedics. Crazy...
Dave takes over at the JIS so i can run around with the EGSE. Before i know it it's 5 and i'm outta there!
That night breda and i cruised in the old-man car, checking out the southern part of the town. then we hit up Ron Jon (which i will document later. wild place) and then the irish bar across the street from our apt (paddy's). A nice end to the day
