Saturday, November 7, 2009

I am my Fathers Son

Interesting Title eh?

Just some observations for you all

You all know Dad has this bad habit of hurting himself when he is working right? Well it seems the older i get the more i seem to hurt myself.

Tues we got wire in. Well even though my boss' operation isn't that large but when he gets wire he gets a lot. We had at least 45 rolls of 14-2 (guage 14, 2 wires and a ground.) Most of the stuff got moved by the forklift but all of the 10-2 (larger still 2 wires and ground) had to be moved by hand. Now you would think wire would not be heavy but remember that it is copper so when you wrap it around a spool multiple times.... its like a large billet of copper. I should have used my legs but because the area was tight and I am tall I could not. All I could think about was "the best way is to lift with your back in a jerking, twisting motion." Needless to say my back was killing me the next day. Ah well. at least the wire got moved.

On Thurs I was working in the shop moving boxes and sweeping. The secretary was waiting for a shipment of supplies (things like plugs, fittings, weatherheads.) but it didnt show.... till 3:30. The Guys get back at 4:00 and it's not a small shipment. So we are working hard to get this stuff put away so the trucks have room to park. One of the last things off the truck is the conduit. This is some hefty conduit. its 2 in and schedule 40 (thickness). Really heavy plastic pipe 10 ft long. There was 42 of these things. Because they are taller on their end then the rack they are suppose to go into you have to lift them in sideways like _ /|. I'm trying to hurry and Ive got 2 people feeding me with the pipes. Because im hurrying I put the pipes in willy nilly and they fill up the space fast... i need room so i drop my shoulder and WHAM smash them together football style. As we continue I repeatedly smash them whenever i need more space. Now i have a nice bruise on my shoulder.

So I think I'm becoming more like dad in which i have no care for my self as long as the job gets done. If this is a good or bad thing is yet to be seen but I do find the comparison funny. Sorry DAD!

(I better get big Muscles for this!)

Have fun peoples and don't work too hard!

6 comments:

Smart Helm said...

Don't hit ur head like Dad or crash and fall. I like my brother just the way he is :-)

BTW, when are you coming to visit me?!?!? I'll get Alec to come too.

Montana at the Helm said...

No argument there!

Angela said...

Personally I think you should visit me but I think the likeliness of that happening is not very large! I am so glad you updated your blog! Are your bruises as awesome as the ones we used to draw on ourselves?

txparkinsons said...

bruises mean yer a real man - right?

Neita and Nate said...

If I don't hurt myself when working - am I not my father's son? It is a good thing I don't work much.

Oh, and muscles? Big ones? Remember the title of the post?

Emily Nice said...

Just ignore Nathan's comments he must be insecure or something about his manliness :)

You can have big muscles like dad who is very manly