This morning, I go out and open the back of the truck and slide my shin into the trailer hitch. Ouch! I limp back into the garage, grab my stuff, load it in the truck and I'm off.
I stop and pick up some base shoe at HD and the cash register doesn't like my check. Great. After the lady enters every number on my check manually, I'm on the road again.
I back into the driveway of the job, hop out of the truck, open up the back and notice the passenger side window of my truck cap is smashed. WTF!
What else could happen?
I grab my Rockwell saw to cut out some shelving, open the box and find my metal cutting blades have almost not teeth left on them. Outstanding! It takes me 3x longer to cut out the 3 shelves with dull blades. No, I wasn't about to leave to get more. I will send my neighbor, he used it last.
With the shelving installed, I install the built in bench seating with drawers. Things are cruising along and I cut the last 3 pieces of trim for the benches. I check the fit of the first piece, grab the nail, shoot 2 nails and hear the compressor go 'rrrrrrrrrrr"
I shut it off, smack with my hammer, turn it on and "rrrrrrrrrrrrrr". I must be seized. It's about 9 yrs old and finally died today.
I just shook my head and laughed. What a day.
So, do you think I should buy some lottery tickets?
I stop and pick up some base shoe at HD and the cash register doesn't like my check. Great. After the lady enters every number on my check manually, I'm on the road again.
I back into the driveway of the job, hop out of the truck, open up the back and notice the passenger side window of my truck cap is smashed. WTF!
What else could happen?
I grab my Rockwell saw to cut out some shelving, open the box and find my metal cutting blades have almost not teeth left on them. Outstanding! It takes me 3x longer to cut out the 3 shelves with dull blades. No, I wasn't about to leave to get more. I will send my neighbor, he used it last.
With the shelving installed, I install the built in bench seating with drawers. Things are cruising along and I cut the last 3 pieces of trim for the benches. I check the fit of the first piece, grab the nail, shoot 2 nails and hear the compressor go 'rrrrrrrrrrr"
I shut it off, smack with my hammer, turn it on and "rrrrrrrrrrrrrr". I must be seized. It's about 9 yrs old and finally died today.
I just shook my head and laughed. What a day.
So, do you think I should buy some lottery tickets?