Don White wrote:
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Eisboch wrote:
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"Eisboch" wrote in message
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I've been called in to help out today at.... (gulp) .... *work*.
A long-time customer is visiting and I have to provide some sense of
corporate continuity.
Gotta get this over with so Sam and I can go back to the boat.
Eisboch
So how did it go?
Not bad. He awarded the company a $800+K contract for a new thin film
system.

Eisboch (still got the "touch")
Wow! Hope you get a good chunk of that Went back to work myself
this week, gonna' work on a local farm for the winter to get loosened
up a little and trade off a little horsie time for my girls. Don't
think I will be making as much as you did though Of course our
work could be somewhat similar, I was off shoveling ****, how about
you?

Nah, I don't get any "chunk". I have a long term "consulting" deal that
pays just about minimum wage, but keeps Mrs.E. and I eligible to
participate
in the company's health care program.

When I was a kid living outside of New Haven, CT., I had a summer job
mucking horse stalls for a guy that raised and trained thoughbred racing
horses. Not for me. In addition to the .... well .... you know, I was
also allergic to the hay dust. I swore I'd never do it again and I
haven't,
despite Mrs.E.'s three horses.

If you want to get bored to tears, here's what I ended up doing for a
living:

http://www.vptec.com/

Eisboch


Geeze....I had much fancier summer jobs than you did...cleaning out
boilers, loading trucks and freight cars, drinking beer.

Ah..summer jobs..
I picked worms out of codfish and haddock in a local fishplant, iced the
fish as it came off the trawlers, worked in a major hotel setting up banquet
rooms, and my favourite...working park maintenance at our premier city park.
If you came here today, I could show you the slate rock wall I helped build
in 1970..or was it 1971.
http://www.pointpleasantpark.ca/inside.asp?cmPageID=91




Summer jobs. Speaking of things built, about 35 years ago, I was in NYC
with a DC client, attending a meeting. The guy was president of an
international union. We had some time to kill, and he insisted on taking
me to the Empire State Building. Big secret. We got to one of the middle
floors, went to a utility closet, he opened it, and there, chiseled into
a bit of construction stone, was his first initial and last name, and
the date. Yep, *he* worked on building the Empire State Building.

Can you imagine the lifelong sense of accomplishment...seeing that
building, knowing you worked on it...wow!