A day in the life of a Warehouse Assistant
I am awoken at 0730 by my alarm, and after hitting “snooze” several times, decide it is about time to get up and put the kettle on. It is already 25 degrees and bright blue sky as I drink my coffee on the terrace overlooking my garden.I put on my work gear (green t-shirts and steel toe cap boots) and me and the three other guys I live with are ready to set off in our vans for another day in the warehouse.
The journey takes us about 20 minutes, and we arrive in plenty of time to grab another brew and catch up on the weekends events with other lads, before starting work at 9am.
First up our four vans need checking over, to make sure they are in prime condition for the weeks deliveries. The oil, water, brake fluid, tyre pressure and screen wash are all checked and topped up before we clean them.
This task takes us until 1100 and in the meantime our administrator has been taking the phone calls from the campsites that are due to receive a delivery this week. As a result he has some “pick lists” ready for us, we start gathering together all the orders. Virtually anything you can think of, used on campsite is stored here and each individual sites order is divided onto pallets ready for loading.
Its 1300 and everyone is ready for a spot of lunch after a morning of dragging their pallet truck around the warehouse floor. During our dinner hour the Warehouse Manager asks for drivers to make tomorrow’s delivery to the Dordogne, I volunteer and will therefore be out on the road for the next few days.
By 1600 all the orders have been picked, and we are ready to load up. There is too much to go on one van, so I will take the six northern sites of the region and one of the other lads will take the remaining four at the southern end of the Dordogne. We load our vans up in the order we are going to make the drop offs, taking care to distribute the weight and making sure that nothing will get damaged in transit.
With our vans loaded and our delivery notes all in order we are finished by 1700 and ready for home. After an evening meal of barbequed steak, it is still warm enough to sit out in the garden and wind down with a few beers. I must remember to pack my overnight bag ready for the morning. Tomorrows journey to the Dordogne is going to take me about four and a half hours so it’s going to be a reasonably early night.