remodel in san francisco
Workin’ with a guy who got mad at me for bringin’ back a twelve pack of cans for quittin’ time. It gets complicated workin’ with other people, but we all gotta do it. He tells me he don’t want no beer in cans on the site till we get the toilet put in. Day before he’d picked up an empty to piss in and someone had shotgunned the fucker and the piss came out the hole and soaked his pants. So I went back and got bottles.
This same guy tells me at lunch – some fancy chinese place that don’t use MSG – he used to do a lot of hitchhiking. And he knows carpentry. He’s the lead man, best carpenter on the block and there’s a lot of action on this block. He told me when you hitchhike, you gotta have stories for people. His favorite one to tell was that he’d personally been down in the mines where the Folgers crystals come from.
So it’s been a good couple weeks on this new job. I learn a little about carpentry and a little about people. Myself included.