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Capt. Mooron
 
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I'll weaken when I die...... quality of life not quantity.

CM

"Scout" wrote in message
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and a great life if you don't weaken!

"Capt. Mooron" wrote
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Good work if you can get it..... :-)



CM

"Scout" wrote in message
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You betcha! I'm 100% serious too, not including the joke about the
pumpkin pie. I spent 20+ years doing what you described. Being in
dangerous situations, gathering data, and writing reports. Having the
ability and willingness to do the rough work, and the finesse to pull
off a comprehendible and comprehensive report got me lots of high paying
work. I've always felt Johnny Cash was singing about me when he sang,
"I've been everywhere man." It sure seems like it. I've been in the open
hearth of steel mills, in the belly of nuclear plants, operating rooms,
power plants, inside boilers, chemical facilities, factories, on tons of
high rise rooftops, and always climbing. climbing, climbing.
Scout

"Capt. Mooron" wrote in message
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Actually it's really cool to be able to work in a physically demanding
job that also requires a great deal of technical knowledge to convert
the field data into technobabble that even a half baked civic could
comprehend.

So far it's 40% field and 60 % on the computer translating data. The
unfortunate part of raising the bar is the obligation to achieve that
level with each and every product. I provide all my own equipment to
produce this work.

I'm satisfied that to date I've managed through effort to not only
raise the bar beyond the capabilities of my fellow technicians... but
feel comfortable enough to request a major increment in pay to maintain
the level of workmanship currently being delivered by me for my
employer. Really ... what are they gonna say to the client.... "we
can't deliver that anymore" ??

I only have a couple of more days before the project ends.... I'm
looking forward to a lay-off and coasting on unemployment insurance.
They believe they can have me take over a Mega Project for the
winter..... not likely!

Later

CM

"Scout" wrote in message
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Amen to that Brother,
I pity those who've never felt the frisson of terror, who've never
done work so dangerous as to make the body quake with excitement. Ah,
to conquer that challenge ~ that's what it's all about! To repel down
a bridge, to climb the slippery steel, to ride the hook to the 10th
floor, to weave one's terrified body through a maze of high tension
wires and powerful, hungry, man eating machines, or to bravely eat so
much pumpkin pie that's the belly feels about to burst open wide!
I'm betting today was one you'll look back on and smile with earned
satisfaction.
Scout

"Capt. Mooron" wrote in message
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14c and 120km/hr winds with 30mm rain [horizontal] in the last 8
hours...... now combine that and picture me hanging over the side of
a bridge with repelling gear taking digitals of the work
completed.... now you have an idea of how my day went.
The Fall Arrest Gear alone becomes an impediment to manoeuvring
freely when hanging 10 meters above a churning river with a 2 foot
depth that would undoubtedly kill me if the gear failed.

I really don't get paid enough on some days...... :-)

No really... I love my job!

CM



"Peter Wiley" wrote in message
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We have a nice 23C day with 5-15 knots of ESE wind. I've just come
in
from a 2 hour sail on the bay :-)

PDW

In article
,
katysails wrote:

We've 10 inches of snow on the ground this morning....ugh....and I
have to
run out for more cream cheese to finish the pumpkin cheesecake...

"Thom Stewart" wrote in message
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Joe,

Shucking Oysters!! So was I ! Made a casserole with "Sailor boy
crackers, 1/2&1/2. butter, nutmeg and powdered mustard" to serve
with
Turkey Gravy.

Also baked 3 pies; Apple, Caramel Apple, and Raisin Pie ( Funeral
pie,
Scott)

We have trouble here. FLOOD WARNING! Water already over the road
at my
Son's house, where I'm going tomorrow. That's where the Turkey
is. May
have to use the inflatable canoe to get in.

How that for getting on topic,
Ole Thom