After I left the power plant and went to work for Dell on August 20, 2001, I wrote letters back to my friends at the plant letting them know how things were going. This is the ninety first letter I wrote.
1/6/04 – Days at Dell
Dear Sooner Plantians and friends from up north,
A couple of weeks ago when I sent my last e-mail to you, I received back a notice that Gene Day’s e-mail address was no longer valid. I thought that was rather strange, because I know Gene couldn’t have retired or anything. After all, he was so old and had been around so long that he didn’t really work there anyway, did he? I mean, wasn’t he just sort of a “plant mascot”? — I’m kidding of course. I really miss playing all those tricks on Gene. He was usually a pretty good sport about it.
I was wondering if there was a Gene Day at Dell, so I pulled up a list of all the “Days” that worked at Dell. We have 12 Days working here, but there were no “Gene Day”s, or “Eugene Day”s, or “Jeno Day”s.
I remember the best trick that I did with Gene, when we he was working as the auxilliary operator in the T-G building for the week. So every time I would see him walking around in the T-G area, I would duck behind a beam just when he would look over in my direction, and I would peer around the corner and write something down in my notepad. — I kept doing that all week. At the end of the week, I wrote up a paper that had the title, “Gene Day’s Psychological Profile”, and I had a list of things that I had seen Gene doing during the week, and I had an explanation for each thing. For instance I would say that
“Gene Day spends his time walking around trying to look busy by pretending to check equipment that he has already checked.”
“Gene Day likes to write things down on sheets of paper as he walks around with his clipboard so that people will think that he’s important”.
And stuff like that. Then down at the bottom I said
“Gene Day likes to look over peoples shoulders and read their personal information.”
Then right after that I wrote,
“Gene Day chokes people that try to help him by writing “Psychological Profiles about him”.
Then I stood in the control room and leaned against the monitor and laid the paper on the top of the monitor when Gene was around and he walked up behind me and started reading the paper over my shoulder. When he got to the part where I said that Gene Day likes to look over people’s shoulders and read their personal stuff, he started to choke me. — Then he read the last sentence, and he broke out laughing!! It worked out perfectly. — That was fun. — I had him pegged.
Note to Reader: To learn more about playing jokes on Gene Day read these posts Power Plant Humor and Joking with Gene Day and Psychological Profile of a Power Plant Control Room Operator.
Well. I can see that it is getting rather late, and I should be out of here by now. Maybe, if I remember, I’ll tell you another story about Gene Day the next time. It had to do with the private investigator that was following him around.
I hope all is going well with you guys,
Your friend from Dell,
Kevin James Anthony Breazile
Kevin J. Breazile