So Bob Seger had trench foot?
Bobs house doesnt flood.
Bob has money
That is a pretty damn close comment though.
Detroit and the burbs flood like hell.
My ex lives in Berkley and has been flooded 3 times since 2006.
And every time this happens turds explode out her basement drains and out of the toilets.
Turd fountains.
And it keeps getting worse because that basic infrasructure hasnt been maintained or improved.
This whole notion that somehow Detroits problems are laughable and that somehow we should mock the people of Detroit is so ******* sick and twisted and just disgusting.
We are talking about the rotted corpse of the greatest manufacturing city in the history of the world as if it is somehow an achievement that it is destroyed.
The official disclaimer.
My ex is from Detroit.
If she was freezing to death I wouldnt waste a match to light her on fire.
Eveyone else I ever met in Detroit were trying as hard as they could to hang on to their city and drag it back from the brink.
I could never live there. Im a Washington native.
I need my trees and my mud and my volcanoes and my saltwater and my rain and my 220 days of overcast gloom and and tsunamnis.
Wet dogs and moss.
My ex found this to be very intimidating and frightening.
She said that all of the trees and mountains made her feel claushtraphobic.
(yes, I know its mispelled but so is everything else)
I thought that it was just another ******** excuse on her part to avoid moving here.
It sure as hell stunk like ******** at the time.
A few years after the divorce I mentioned this to my Mom.
Mom is from L.A.
grew up in the valley.
And Mom told me that she went through the same thing when she moved here.
I had no idea that a land could frightening.
My ex from Detroit came home one day while we were living on our pretty damn sweet house on the 15th hole of the Coyote lakes golf course in surprise Arizona and I was making ******* bank as as a salesman at the Dodge dealership and told me that everybody in Arizona
Things are tough when the drug dog pukes.
Buddy of mine had foot-rot. Tried everything--ointments, cremes, powders, over-the-counter and even prescription stuff. Nothin' worked. He was pretty miserable at work.
He tells me about this. I tell him to GET NEW BOOTS. He's desperate. We throw his old boots into the wood stove, and Satan comes out of them. He starts wearing new boots and clean socks...feet are healed-up in ten days/two weeks.
The fungus/bacteria was living in the leather of his boots. He got a new application of fungus/bacteria every day he wore 'em.
Yep!
When you get into the trades.
Buy the best boots you can buy.
And take care of those boots like you would take care of any good expensive tool.
And get them fitted.
Cheap boots will not only wreck your feet but they can be deadly dangerious.
Cheap boots dont have a solid tread.
They have a ****** glued waffle tread.
When that toe comes loose you will faceplant.
You better hope we have that temp wire up when that 20 dollar boot comes apart.
And is why we pay for fitted boots for every body who is a good solid new hire.
We build steel staircases.
The stairs are formed steel pans that hopefully, maybe somday
The concrete guys might actually pour those treads.
In the meantime those open pans are an extreme tripping hazard.
People in the trade start getting used to it and start running those open stair pans right up untill that cheap ass boot toe peels loose and they trip and go face first into an upper unpoured and not deburred stair pan.
When you slide back that usually peels your neck and chin open right before it shredds your knees.
Going down is even worse.
Thats when you trip and ski run down untill that pan stops you by ripping your scalp off and you head stuff in the pan and flip over and bounce off of the burr a few times and get your back peeled off.
Simple simple easy as **** basic **** that any even the most idiotic constrution manager should be able to understand.
Your job is all about risk management.
Not proffit protection and not about back charging and contractual loopholes.
Your job is to complete the project with everyone safe and at home.
The money part of it is so secondary that it really doesnt matter as much any more.
What I really am proud of?
Nobody ever got injured on one of my jobs .
Nobody.
30 years and not a ******* scrape.
except me.
I bashed myself several stupid ways
