I had a day job scooping ice at a convenience store, and I scrapped my knuckles so bad that i was bleeding all over the ice. They sent me home, and I only made 8 dollars.
I had a day job scooping ice at a convenience store, and I scrapped my knuckles so bad that i was bleeding all over the ice. They sent me home, and I only made 8 dollars.
david i would give you a blow job after your awesome performance in Labryinth.
I think your music is ok. Never really had a chance to delve into it, but I'm sure I'd like some songs. I do like "I'm afraid of Americans"
"God is an american"
I am a member of Mensa. My IQ is 151. You don't know me.Kori you wish you were a Mensa
I've worked construction all my life, and the "toughest" job I had was one summer while I was still in high school working at a brownfield expansion of a sewer treatment plant in Roswell, New Mexico. Plenty of days in the 110 degree heat on the stupid end of a shovel.
Learned something valuable that summer. If you leave a can of "Icy Hot" in the car it will turn into a liquid. And if your "buddy" hits a bump on the road leading out of the plant while you're marveling at the liquid, it will dump into your lap.
The other gem I learned was NOT to immediately take a shower after getting back to your apartment after dumping liquified Icy Hot on your lap.
But, the toughest mental and physical labor by far was the 13 weeks at MCRD San Diego.
Semper Fi! MCRD, San Diego - 1979
Baling hay. The bailing machine would pop out 2x2x3 bales which you had to stack up on the flatbed. It was not fun to do that all day in 90 degree weather in a heavy long sleeve shirt (else your arms would be a scratched up mess).
I got a good chuckle the other day when I went into Tractor Supply to get some stuff and I had to explain to their employees what a grubbing hoe was.
Needless to say, I had to go to Home Depot. They didn't even have one at Tractor supply.
You know, what GiG needs is a good summer hauling hay.![]()
I remember you complaining about that!!!![]()
I'm so glad i got a good edukation so that i wud neva half to do manual labor
I've done a lot of manual labor in community service projects - mostly UM ARMY and Global Routes projects. I graduated high school with more than 500 hours of community service on my resume though, so there was a lot of stuff in between those. Then I went to college and finally burned out.
I use to garden for my Grandfather before he passed away. I turned an empty grass-filled lot into a garden with tomatoes, eggplant, esparagus and squash.
I'm a brick-layer.
I lay brick.
I'm a Jehovah's Witness and we build our own buildings. I signed up to help and someone asked if I wanted to learn a skill in stead of just being extra help ( ia was always doing re-bar, or running drinks, or clean up). I said ok... they offered me wall paper and stuff like that but I wasn't into it. Then I helped out my father inlaw lay brick (he's a skilled brick layer) and decided I LOVED it. So I trained under some pros for about 10 projects, and now I'm on my own.
It is very very very hard work. But I really enjoy it. I like the feeling of building something.
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and can you see my s?
nope.. it is like going to a strip bar with pasties...
I don;t think a strip club with blak bars would do to well........
thank you.![]()
Oh yeah...SW...did I tell you we decided to toss ours?![]()
Quiz for Obi.
What's "efflorescence"?
it's a powder substance on bricks that is caused by water seeping thru and evaporating.
kinda like a salt stll..... if you spread out sea water in a shallow in and let it evaporate you'd have a film of salt left behind.
DingDingDing
We have a winner.
Careful boys, she's got skills.
I can see why you'd rather do masonry than be a rod buster.
ing re-bar .. grrrrrr
and I hate it when the connecting ties are too freakin short to go around even a single bar and not even the 2 your trying to tie. ....... plus it stinks.
I'd rather have my hands eaten away by mescla (even thru my gloves) then have them stink of re-bar for 2 weeks afterwards.
When I was in my early twenties I worked on a demolition crew for a construction company in downtown Boston. That was brutal. I would be spitting up black by the end of each day.
And let me guess, you solved complex physics problems while buffing floors at your night job?
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