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!!!
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!