Mischels Greenhouse :: Creative Writing Story

Mischels GreenhouseWhile working at the brand new Mischels Greenhouse I found out it was variousfrom every other job I ever had. It was one of the most responsible jobs so farof my life. Four thousand lives were almost to ganglingy in my exchange sisters,Tanya, and my hands. By us watering them daily. Because it was so hot out-side,the greenhouse was stifling. Watering mums was a very tedious job be-cause itwas repetitious. I started daily at 9 A.M. my whole day consisted of takingc ar of Forty thousand mums. They sat on top of many benchtops collecting sunand, heat rays wait for us to water them. aft(prenominal) watering them, John, (Myboss), would go behind me and pull flowers. Which means separateing out the bestplants. Then Tanya and I would pick them up and put them on a rack 5x5 and thenshrink wrap them. Shrink-wrapping was mainly my job throughout the day. Iwould load an 8 foot tall rack then I would wrap the rack full of mums so themums would not fall off. Then I would ta ke the palette jack and pick up therack,and load it into the Ford truck. Loading is hard because I have to make surethey go all the way to the back and to the side of the truck. It cant be oneinch off otherwise it could hurt the plants (They could rub together) and theracks wouldnt fit side by side. Its a endless cycle, day after day, untilall the mums are gone. When the mums are all gone, its a glorious feel ofrelief. All the benches had to be cleaned to get ready for poinsettias. Tanyawent back to Belarus to live with her real family so I asked my friends if anyof them wanted to help and only one said yes. I told my boss and a week latermy friend was working with me It was my job to show him the ropes with thepoinsettias. After he got the hang of things it was smooth sailing, to loadpoinsetias. We did everything the same as the mums except we put eight plants in