If you're only packing 65kgs, don't be thinking it's a good idea to load into a customer's car twelve twenty kilo drums of adhesive, carrying two at a time one in each hand (total of 40kg each trip - two thirds of your body weight) up the length of the warehouse because you can't be arsed going into the office to find your forkhoist keys. It might be good exercise, but your shoulder muscles will note their displeasure the next day.
Leaving your walkabout phone on your desk in the front office whilst working down the back of the warehouse, thus requiring you to run the length of the warehouse to answer (regular) calls, is perfectly fine. It's not very time efficient, but wears off the chocky bickies you had for morning tea quite effectively. It also gives your boss (who is unbeknownst to you, standing in your office, by your desk) a blimmin good laugh when he waits for you to run the entire length of said warehouse to grab the ringning phone, and then answers it just as you skid to a halt at your desk.
Good times, good times.
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