Back when I was a residential electrician. I used to drill out all the houses on my crew. Every damn hole that needed drilled for a wire to go through it. Almost every single stud. Tons of top plates, and of course all the holes that used to go above the panels. Through the concrete foundations, sometimes up to two feet thick.
But it was my job to drill. I took that job and I didn't let up on it, I assumed many other responsibilities along the way, but I always wanted to drill the houses out.
Everybody else didn't like drilling out. Because it was hard. And dirty. And usually ended up with being covered in wood chips galore, EVERYWHERE.
If you weren't careful, that corded half-inch electric hole-hawg would rip your arm off if you hit a nail or knot...
But I loved it.
Why am I writing about drilling holes in houses?
Because, this post reminded me of it.
Drilling out those houses was it. I don't care who else ran the wires through the holes, I drilled those holes. I paved the way. You didn't get from A to B without me. And damn was I good at drilling the corners of rooms while not ruining the structural integrity.... Whewwww... Yeah!!!
If you were running wire and complaining about how much you pulled??? I had already been and gone where you were, I had already made your way easy for you. That was what was up. Made me feel great! I was leading in a sense.
But not only that, doing that hard work, made me physically strong. I chewed nails for breakfast. Seriously, when I hit a nail with that 7/8 inch auger bit, I braced for impact and pushed harder, because I wanted that spot. Usually top plates or under windows. But either way, I got stronger.
Each hole I drilled made my body that much stronger and added to my endurance.
This is how I feel about the plight of an Anon.
Working not because it is your job, but because you are driven to make good work. Grinding when normalfags would give up or take a break. Blazing new trails for others to follow. And making the way easier for those following behind you.
I love this place, so much from here has affected real people in my life, and has opened so many eyes.
To all the anons who read this very long response, hats off!! You might not see the fruits of your labors right away, but they are far reaching and appreciated!!!
“Everyone who breathes, high and low, educated and ignorant, young and old, man and woman, has a mission, has a work. We are not sent into this world for nothing; we are not born at random; we are not here, that we may go to bed at night, and get up in the morning, toil for our bread, eat and drink, laugh and joke, sin when we have a mind, and reform when we are tired of sinning, rear a family and die. God sees every one of us; He creates every soul, . . . for a purpose. He needs, He deigns to need, every one of us. He has an end for each of us; we are all equal in His sight, and we are placed in our different ranks and stations, not to get what we can out of them for ourselves, but to labor in them for Him. As Christ has His work, we too have ours; as He rejoiced to do His work, we must rejoice in ours also.”—John Henry Cardinal Newman, "God's Will the End of Life," from Discourses Addressed to Mixed Congregations (1849)
Back when I was a residential electrician. I used to drill out all the houses on my crew. Every damn hole that needed drilled for a wire to go through it. Almost every single stud. Tons of top plates, and of course all the holes that used to go above the panels. Through the concrete foundations, sometimes up to two feet thick.
But it was my job to drill. I took that job and I didn't let up on it, I assumed many other responsibilities along the way, but I always wanted to drill the houses out.
Everybody else didn't like drilling out. Because it was hard. And dirty. And usually ended up with being covered in wood chips galore, EVERYWHERE.
If you weren't careful, that corded half-inch electric hole-hawg would rip your arm off if you hit a nail or knot...
But I loved it.
Why am I writing about drilling holes in houses?
Because, this post reminded me of it.
Drilling out those houses was it. I don't care who else ran the wires through the holes, I drilled those holes. I paved the way. You didn't get from A to B without me. And damn was I good at drilling the corners of rooms while not ruining the structural integrity.... Whewwww... Yeah!!!
If you were running wire and complaining about how much you pulled??? I had already been and gone where you were, I had already made your way easy for you. That was what was up. Made me feel great! I was leading in a sense.
But not only that, doing that hard work, made me physically strong. I chewed nails for breakfast. Seriously, when I hit a nail with that 7/8 inch auger bit, I braced for impact and pushed harder, because I wanted that spot. Usually top plates or under windows. But either way, I got stronger.
Each hole I drilled made my body that much stronger and added to my endurance.
This is how I feel about the plight of an Anon.
Working not because it is your job, but because you are driven to make good work. Grinding when normalfags would give up or take a break. Blazing new trails for others to follow. And making the way easier for those following behind you.
I love this place, so much from here has affected real people in my life, and has opened so many eyes.
To all the anons who read this very long response, hats off!! You might not see the fruits of your labors right away, but they are far reaching and appreciated!!!
Loved this post!
I think I love you.
Seriously, I had a dream about Heaven once.
To enter my Heaven, it didn't matter what you did as long as you loved it and wanted to be really good at it.
If you were a rice farmer, and you wanted to be the best at farming rice, and you loved it, then you were in.
These are the people who are the elite.
It's not about money.
It's about the ability to love growth and dedication to something higher.
Dare I say it? To find the Divine in the Mundane.
I'm printing this out and hanging it on my wall.
I absolutely love this.
Beautiful
People who are good at what they love make the world better.
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Thanks. I needed it
So awesome. Well spoken. I can hear the joy in your voice. Thank you for sharing your insight.
Sounds like you really loved your job. That's great!
By the way:
Was that with or without milk?
A SpongeBob reference.
Without any milk!!!
"Ohhh I'm sorry go right on in!"
Ah, so you're a SpongeBob aficionado. Glad to see that.
I grew up with SpongeBob. As much as I hate the mental repercussions... I still love SpongeBob for some damn reason!!!
Nice one, very inspiring, thank you!