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which_chickToday at work I picked up pieces of concrete and threw them in the dumptruck. The dumptruck, which is not a very big dumptruck, holds about three tons. We filled it one and a half times. Virtually every piece that went in the dumptruck the first time was lifted by my own widdle hands and the second load was about half me. I don't know if I got my 10,000 fucking steps in today, but I did get about three tons of lifting in. So, y'know, boo-yah. I'm very fucking tired.
It rained on us off and on throughout the day. I also had sweat dripping in my eyes (it stung) and sweated enough that I soaked my t-shirt from the inside out.
The reason I was picking up three tons of concrete (in pieces) and throwing it in the dumptruck is that concrete breaks when you run a jackhammer over it. I did not get to run the jackhammer, but I got to work RIGHT NEXT TO IT. Jackhammers are very, very loud. I wore ear-covering things (earmuffs? headset? hearing protectors? WTF are these things called?) to block the noise. The reason that we were jackhammering concrete into pieces was so that we could remove it. Concrete is very heavy stuff and I cannot lift six squares of sidewalk in one piece. However, as today's little experiment revealed, I *can* lift six squares of sidewalk (plus curb) if it's broken into small enough pieces first. V. educational thing to know, innit?
We were removing six squares of sidewalk at work today because the delightful and friendly historic borough of Everett (nee Bloody Run) recently enacted an ordinance regarding sidewalk inspections prior to the sale of property within the borough. According to the ordinance, a property owner's sidewalk has to pass inspection before the property owner is allowed to sell the property. If the property owner's sidewalk DOES NOT pass inspection, it must be fix0r3d before the sale of the property can proceed.
Three guesses as to whose property did not pass sidewalk inspection.
*sigh*
In happier news, I have horse events planned for tomorrow. It's the exciting Ride Of Death (with lots of strange horses, also mules, draft horses, and horse-drawn conveyances on top of live motor vehicle traffic). Should we both survive the Ride of Death, we'll be spending the late afternoon at an Actual Fun Show (the name is sort of misleading as there is no guarantee of actual fun) in which your humble narrator is going to ride the Insane Red Horse and compete (I'm using this verb in its special, restricted sense where it means "participate with no hope of winning") in Exciting Timed Events, in a ring, in front of other people. This schedule, which is a pretty full day, will maximize my chances for both humiliation and bodily injury (though I probably will wear a helmet for the Exciting Timed Events) as the Insane Red Horse has never actually seen draft horses, horse-drawn conveyances, or any obstacles such as those that might be used in Exciting Timed Events. I expect we'll both learn a lot. Huzzah!
It rained on us off and on throughout the day. I also had sweat dripping in my eyes (it stung) and sweated enough that I soaked my t-shirt from the inside out.
The reason I was picking up three tons of concrete (in pieces) and throwing it in the dumptruck is that concrete breaks when you run a jackhammer over it. I did not get to run the jackhammer, but I got to work RIGHT NEXT TO IT. Jackhammers are very, very loud. I wore ear-covering things (earmuffs? headset? hearing protectors? WTF are these things called?) to block the noise. The reason that we were jackhammering concrete into pieces was so that we could remove it. Concrete is very heavy stuff and I cannot lift six squares of sidewalk in one piece. However, as today's little experiment revealed, I *can* lift six squares of sidewalk (plus curb) if it's broken into small enough pieces first. V. educational thing to know, innit?
We were removing six squares of sidewalk at work today because the delightful and friendly historic borough of Everett (nee Bloody Run) recently enacted an ordinance regarding sidewalk inspections prior to the sale of property within the borough. According to the ordinance, a property owner's sidewalk has to pass inspection before the property owner is allowed to sell the property. If the property owner's sidewalk DOES NOT pass inspection, it must be fix0r3d before the sale of the property can proceed.
Three guesses as to whose property did not pass sidewalk inspection.
*sigh*
In happier news, I have horse events planned for tomorrow. It's the exciting Ride Of Death (with lots of strange horses, also mules, draft horses, and horse-drawn conveyances on top of live motor vehicle traffic). Should we both survive the Ride of Death, we'll be spending the late afternoon at an Actual Fun Show (the name is sort of misleading as there is no guarantee of actual fun) in which your humble narrator is going to ride the Insane Red Horse and compete (I'm using this verb in its special, restricted sense where it means "participate with no hope of winning") in Exciting Timed Events, in a ring, in front of other people. This schedule, which is a pretty full day, will maximize my chances for both humiliation and bodily injury (though I probably will wear a helmet for the Exciting Timed Events) as the Insane Red Horse has never actually seen draft horses, horse-drawn conveyances, or any obstacles such as those that might be used in Exciting Timed Events. I expect we'll both learn a lot. Huzzah!
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Date: 2005-06-04 01:12 am (UTC)This has been a public service message from the Committee To Point Out The Inefficiency Of The Human Body.