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Those darn jackhammers!
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One would think that the cigarette would have more of an effect…
One would think that the cigarette would have more of an effect…
hey its mr. yuck
hey its mr. yuck
This reminds me of a job I had at an apple orchard once. Around Thanksgiving we’d operate the cider mill 10 or 12 hours per day and just barely keep up with the demand.Picture six workers in a plexiglas cage “on display” for the apple buying public. The noise of the machinery was intense– blowers choppers motors all going at once, we couldn’t hear each other when we yelled at the top of our voices, even though we were in a space no bigger than a ranch house kitchen. And like utility workers w/ jackhammers, constantly stared at by an ever changing crowd. It was the most fun I’ve ever had for minimum wage. And I lived with my parents, like most drug dealers, though the threat of being shot at was extremely low.
This reminds me of a job I had at an apple orchard once. Around Thanksgiving we’d operate the cider mill 10 or 12 hours per day and just barely keep up with the demand.Picture six workers in a plexiglas cage “on display” for the apple buying public. The noise of the machinery was intense– blowers choppers motors all going at once, we couldn’t hear each other when we yelled at the top of our voices, even though we were in a space no bigger than a ranch house kitchen. And like utility workers w/ jackhammers, constantly stared at by an ever changing crowd. It was the most fun I’ve ever had for minimum wage. And I lived with my parents, like most drug dealers, though the threat of being shot at was extremely low.
I grew up 1/2 mile from a half-mile nascar racetrack. The weirdest thing was that we’d get so used to the noise (and there was a lot) that we wouldn’t even notice it until it stopped. Kind of like the movies where the hero would suddenly say “It’s too quiet” just before the Bad Thing happened.
I grew up 1/2 mile from a half-mile nascar racetrack. The weirdest thing was that we’d get so used to the noise (and there was a lot) that we wouldn’t even notice it until it stopped. Kind of like the movies where the hero would suddenly say “It’s too quiet” just before the Bad Thing happened.