reply to post by out west
Oh, not one crappy home, not one crappy apartment, not one crappy commercial building. California was a stickler for codes and my bosses walked the
sites every fracking day. God, they drove me slightly nuts.
I was one hell of a crazy-SOB-ben dejo-el patrone-diablo.
Not to mention a thousand other curse words I never heard.
I was the Site Superintendent. Everyone in construction thinks the SS job is all paperwork. Hell, I wore a pedometer for several days. My average
mileage on those days was 18 miles. Include in that the 8 hours of paperwork, phone calls, inspections, etc etc. Yes, and I did swing the hammer and
drive the New Holland skidsteer when necessary. Averaged about 60 hours a week. Kind of miss being busy.