For the past two weeks i’ve been living somewhat of a double life: Mild-mannered unshod IT hunk by day, and Teamster by night, and evening, and weekend. Here is where i would normally make some wisecrack about how the teamster reference doesn’t apply because i was working far too hard, but i think now i kind-of get it. You know when there’s a road crew and you see one guy jack-hammering and 3 guys standing around drinking coffee, and you think, “gotta love mt tax dollars going to 1 guy working and 3 guys standing around drinking coffe?” I don’t think that any more. I have been schooled. I have seen the light, and the darkness that lies there.

Who Knew

It seems that jack-hammering, and chainsawing and digging, and augering are all hard work. Like, “Oh-my-god-this-validates-my-decision-to-be-an-IT-geek-for-a-living. Thank-“Bob”-i-was-clever-enough-to-not-have-to-do-this every-fucking-day-of-my-working-life” hard work. One gets dirty. One gets tired. One gets blisters even with gloves on.

The Guys drinking coffe aren’t thinking, “boy ove got it good, i’m drinking coffee while that poor fool is working.” They’re thinking, “Oh hell, I’m next up on the jack-hammer.”

There is a bright side, though. All of this is going into the history books. I was fortunate enough to be working during some of the recent days of thermal record-breaking. woohoo!