They were mate, ****ing hell. I used to laugh at lads who complained about sore legs after 'leg day'. I have been walking around like John Wayne with a bad dose of piles this week, I forgot how it felt.
Was that it? Im sure i came home one morning and there was a smoking thread... Then gone faster than cliff hearing sirens.
So i wasnt seeing things. Thats a relief. And the reason it went pear shaped? Must be more to it than joe didnt like it.
I had one mild 'marker' on that one. Getting inappropriately angry too quickly. I think my wife probably scores 2 on that one, just as i come home for the day. life at home with a 1yr old, I guess.
After 33 years in advertising, which had been very good to me, I found myself without a job and with few prospects. The high tech workplace here is not kind to those with grey in their hair. Tried a few new things that didn't work, but I kept at it. I'm 60 years old, have a great wife and now work three minutes from my house at a ready mix concrete plant. I load cement trucks all day at a dry batch plant. Sounds easy, it isn't. A bit of an art form, really. The truck drivers were brutal to me when I started, watching and criticizing my every move. I kept at it. Now I'm pretty ****ing good at producing a beautiful batch of ready mix concrete. Now the drivers like me, even defend me. Even so, I'm a nervous wreck when I go to work every morning. I still screw up some loads and it's costly to the owners. But they like me too. I also built them a new website (http://www.pleasantonreadymix.com/) and started a new SEO program (related to Google search results). Their new business has increased over 30% according to the owner. They never say thanks, but I know they feel good about being current with the new business model. My wife knows what I go through and it makes her happy to see me work hard to keep our house and have a few nice things. Tough way to end a career, but better than drinking in a bar all day.
****ing hell, that must keep you fit at 60! good on you for embracing the change and getting on with it fella. hats off to you. do you go for the hairy arse routine?
Cheers mate...loading trucks is done from indoors, otherwise I'd be ****ed! I run conveyor belts with sand, rock and cement powder, mix it with water and deposit in the truck thru a chute at the top of their barrel. It's like baking a cake, gotta get the mix right or you're screwed. Don't know what the hairy arse routine is, but hope I don't qualify
Outstanding. Making your wife proud is worth more than anything. That's what keeps me ticking over on crappy days.
aha, no shovelling. and more thankfully no hairy arsed builder stuff as a result! Just a British term refering to the building/trades profession, but I'll stop there!
