I work in wrought iron for spiral and swept stairs, entryways, balconies, and stuff like that - between power plant repair jobs. It is funny being the only person in the house wearing steel-toed boots, welding and grinding and burning iron above a marble or granite floor and expensive carpet ... when everybody else is tiptoeing around wearing their socks.
Floor protection is a hassle, but (most of the time) nothing burns.
“It is funny being the only person in the house wearing steel-toed boots, welding and grinding and burning iron above a marble or granite floor and expensive carpet ... when everybody else is tiptoeing around wearing their socks.”
Almost as good as being in a multi million dollar home, jackhammering those floors, with the resulting dust covering all of the furnishings and artwork, all to get to a slab leak.
see #28, some things are just plain funny
One more and time for sleep.
Went to deliver furniture to house being remodeled. Arrive I am shown where said furniture is to be located.
I am doing my thing,unboxing and setting up, I am on tight schedule.
Lady of the house, comes to me says lunch is served, I decline as I have more deliveries. She will not take no. I look to those who are working, they all break, one comes to me, tells me I have no choice. Basically her house her rules.
I have lunch,finish my setup, thank hostess and I am on my way.
Life is strange, customer is always right.
I chuckle now, but I am the person I am because of past experience.