My father is a hard worker who was always a “do-it-yourself” type. I was the oldest male, so he would always ask me to help work on stuff with him. He was versatile with carpentry, mechanics, plumbing, masonry, and welding. One thing I always remembered is that he would breathe very heavily through his nose while he worked. I never really liked that.
When he got heavier (the same way that Marlon Brando got heavier) he would also sweat while he worked. First the sweat would start on his back and wet through his t-shirt. Then it would pool around his chest and then finally drip from his forehead. On hot humid days the sweat would drip off of his forehead like a dripping faucet.
He would cut a piece of wood and his forehead would drip all over it and then he would cut another piece of wood and his forehead would drip on that one. Once my brother and I helped him with something and I remember telling my brother to “shoot me if I ever ended up breathing heavy and dripping like my father”.
My father would also take this time to teach me the things I'll need to know for the rest of my life. When he finished a project, he would always say something like:
"That aint gonna go anywhere" or "Well, It aint Gadam perfect, but it'll keep your mother off my ass for a week or so."
The good thing that came out from all of this hard work was that I am able to fix almost anything. On any given week I will be taking apart the car or the washer, dishwasher, putting in a screen door, making a shelf, or fixing a deck.
My bother is very good at carpentry and construction too. In fact he helped me put together a pool deck about 8 or so years ago. It was a super hot day and I was sweating like a pig. My brother would tell me what length to cut the boards and I would cut them and hand them to him to nail up. I remember handing him a board that I just cut that was full of my sweat. He was disgusted and reminded me of what I told him years ago.
“Hey Nukie…..”
“What?”
He pointed his thumb and finger at me and said:
“Bang!”
So basically what you're trying to tell us, the readers, is that Wak shoots blanks? Little personal don'tcha think?
ReplyDeleteMaybe you need to quit working so hard. You need to get yourself a desk job where you can sit and watch people answer the phone and count how many staples you're putting in the stapler and how often someone goes to lunch. Easy stuff like that.
Whoa !!!!
ReplyDeleteI don't shoot blanks...