Muhammed
Diamond Member
I've had plenty of concrete masonry nightmares. One time my girlfriend got me on video during one of them. I was talking in my sleep, yelling "Don't you touch my bucket, motherfucker!"No way? I was a journeyman commercial block and brick mason for about 15 years myself.
Here 35 years later, I still have nightmares about climbing the scoffold with my tool bag and level. Or losing my tool bag and having to use someone else's beat-up trowel and level.
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To put this in context, I would bring a variety of hand tools to a jobsite, in a mason's bag, but just select the concrete hand tools I was going to need that day and put them in a 5 gallon bucket.
A few times over the years people have grabbed one of my tools out of my bucket without asking for my permission. That's a major transgression of concrete finisher etiquette. That's disrespectful, annoying, and pisses me off.
So here I am in some kind of concrete pour nightmare, talking in my sleep yelling about my bucket of finishing tools and she's filming me and teasing me. Asking a bunch of questions about my bucket, threatening to sell my bucket to Pygmies, saying that it got burned up by a fire breathing dragon, and the ashes turned into butterflies, saying she was going to feed it to the dog, and a whole bunch of other silly weird stuff like that.
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