Is it high? Is it heavy? Is it on a pallet? No problem.

Now you can tell all your friends that you know someone that can officially operate an electric stand-up forklift and a pallet jack. It's pretty fuckin' sweet. Steering the damn forklift is a bitch, but I'll get comfortable and start putting a hurting on our bottom line. Soon enough. Oh, and just so you know, a pallet of flour at work weighs 2,500 pounds ("#" for those in the know). Our forklift is rated to lift 2,500 pounds. Does this seem like a safety issue. Chase says we need a new machine, so hopefully that's in the works. Something with a warning light that works would be cool too. In the dark. By far, the pallet jack is the coolest. I could fuck around with that thing all day. Just moving heavy stuff. Pallets of the cookie dough? Yeah. I'd like to teach those boxes a lesson for all the aches they've caused me.
And yes, you did just spend four minutes reading my total geek out on getting forklift/pallet jack certification. Sucka!