i don't know how they made such a mistake...

I'm sure i wrote it down properly. I mean, i've spelt my name heaps before. Like heaps. Blake. It seems easy enough to remember for me, and i don't think i've ever bumped into anyone who had trouble with writing it.

But i got my coveralls today and i was all excited but then i pulled them out of their plastic bag and this strange name is looking back at me from the right chest part.

Bluncke.

I mean, can you believe that?

I tried not to let it get me down, because i had a whole exciting day of work ahead of me in the factory. Lanks and i met in the town square with a bunch of other people and we waited for the truck that would take us to the factory. Nobody really said much. When the truck came we all piled in the back and it took us to the factory.

The factory doesn't look that big from the outside, but on the inside, MAN is it BIG! All these people in coveralls were walking around doing all this different stuff and some of them were carrying stuff around and others were sitting at tables with electronics. It even goes underground a bunch of floors! Lanks showed me through to this room where a man sized me up. He was quite large, and he did not wear coveralls. I think he is a manager of some sort. His name it Tim.

'Bluncke, eh?' he said, and i said, 'Blake, sir', and he said 'eh?' and i said, 'uh... blake, sir,' and he said 'what does it say on your coveralls there, boy?' and i looked at them to make sure then said, '...bluncke.' and he said, 'now that's better! Bluncke! Ha! Come on bluncke, let me show you where you'll be working.'

He took me down a long flight of stairs and into a little room where there were some people working with metal squares. They all looked up at me upon arriving, and i offered up a little wave. Tim said 'Guys, this is bluncke, he'll be your delivery boy from now on'

I guess i will just have to get used to the name Bluncke.

I spent the whole day taking squares from the square room upstairs to the circle room, and then sometimes i took cylinders from the cylinder room to the electronics room via a lift that goes down way more floors than i needed to go. Ocassionally in the lift there would be another employee and they would say 'how's it going bluncke?', and i would say, 'not bad, but my name is blake,' and they would say something like 'hahaha. You're a funny guy bluncke. Let me buy you a beer some time.'

I couldn't find the singer girl today, but i am thinking it could be very tough. This place is so BIG i can't believe it. I may have to ask around a bit tomorrow, see if i can narrow it down to the area she works in.

Peter and Roger were really excited when i got back, and they bombarded me with questions for a while that i tried to answer as best i could but it was my first day so i couldn't tell them much. Roger said 'i reckon they're making those goddamned muffin bot parts down there!' and Peter said 'They make the muffin bot parts in France you idiot. This factory is obviously a giant teleporter that will steal all the world's zoo animals at once and send the world into a state of confusion that will allow for the final take over' and Roger said 'don't call me an idiot, you idiot. The zoo animal telporter hasn't even been made yet, and they're making it in texas anyway, it's a muffin bot weapons factory!' and Peter said 'you idiot! I can smell the livestock from here! They're testing it already!'

They kept talking but i was really worn out and tired, so i decided i would blog for you guys before i fell asleep.

Tomorrow, tomorrow, always tomorrow!

Blake out.