CongratsTomorrow is my last day at work, retiring after 20 years. Hard to believe that I closed my NAPA store that long ago and started working for the state.
Not sure how I feel about the end of this chapter of my life, but looking forward to beginning the next one.
Also, there isn’t any part cheap on a MB either! Worked on more than a few Sprinters, didn’t like them at all. I.e.- can’t buy a u-joint; have to buy whole d/shaft assy(?)Besides being expensive, those MB campers are pretty tight inside. I've had several MB Sprinter work vans & the V6 really isn't that powerful. The old inline 6 was a better engine. Don't know if the camper uses the same size V6 as the Sprinter vans, but if they do, I don't see how you can tow with the additional weight of a camper body. Maybe I'm wrong, but be sure you drive one first.
Spent the better part of my life in the military, " Doing more before 9am, than most people do all day". Owned several businesses along the way, traveled the planet. Medically retired at 57. Miss the buddies, the camaraderie, the travel. Miss flying, a lot. Miss having a purpose, being the best, or striving towards being the best in my field, the competition.
I still visit “the old place” every now&then; only 20 minutes away. Course there’s always FBBO to keep the brain pan engaged! AND an occasional beer night with the old crew. Every time I stop at work it’s “when ya coming back(?), twice a week(?), need somebody to bitch&yell at the newbies”!!Pardon but I edited this down a bit to emphasize and relate to a couple of points you made.
If I was to bow out in 2 years as I actually could, I would miss the things that you listed. The camaraderie for sure. I write graffitti where friends will see it, hide their tools when they are not looking, flip their Skil saw blades around so the saw seems dull, pinch their air hose when they are nailing so they think the compressor shut off, all sorts of silly **** like that. Lunch time is great....guys telling stupid jokes while eating a cold sandwich.
I like the action too. When the job is busy, I'm moving. I'm packing lumber. I'm measuring, cutting, framing and stacking. I'm tipping trusses, sheeting floors or roofs and in some cases, fixing or replacing damaged or incorrectly built stuff. I like training people that are willing to learn and listen. I love working with equally skilled guys because it encourages me to work faster and better. It is very satisfying to build something with just your skills and some wood.
I agree 100%. That's another thing that I miss, training younger pilots. Sharing hard won knowledge that will potentially keep someone alive. Pilots do all that crazy stuff too, funny guys with huge imaginations...Pardon but I edited this down a bit to emphasize and relate to a couple of points you made.
If I was to bow out in 2 years as I actually could, I would miss the things that you listed. The camaraderie for sure. I write graffitti where friends will see it, hide their tools when they are not looking, flip their Skil saw blades around so the saw seems dull, pinch their air hose when they are nailing so they think the compressor shut off, all sorts of silly **** like that. Lunch time is great....guys telling stupid jokes while eating a cold sandwich.
I like the action too. When the job is busy, I'm moving. I'm packing lumber. I'm measuring, cutting, framing and stacking. I'm tipping trusses, sheeting floors or roofs and in some cases, fixing or replacing damaged or incorrectly built stuff. I like training people that are willing to learn and listen. I love working with equally skilled guys because it encourages me to work faster and better. It is very satisfying to build something with just your skills and some wood.
Back to the grind in 3 days....
Unfortunately, my commute is going to stretch from 17 miles to something like 90. I'm starting another project far, far away. Distant jobs and long commutes causes a man to look forward to reaching the magic number of years to retirement.
Books on tapes aren’t bad either!Back to the grind in 3 days....
Unfortunately, my commute is going to stretch from 17 miles to something like 90. I'm starting another project far, far away. Distant jobs and long commutes causes a man to look forward to reaching the magic number of years to retirement.
Commute. You poor Bastard! Hope it’s not in the South Bay.Back to the grind in 3 days....
Unfortunately, my commute is going to stretch from 17 miles to something like 90. I'm starting another project far, far away. Distant jobs and long commutes causes a man to look forward to reaching the magic number of years to retirement.
There you goLooks like a Corona w/Lime is in order! Sweet spot. I know the j is an h, but how the heck do you pronounce the name of that place?