Friday, July 21, 2006

Friday the 21st.

Today it was H O T! (Did I spell that correctly?) Maybe you can see the thermometer, maybe you can't--either way, it got to 102 degrees.


In that sweltering heat stood a big empty box waiting to be filled with 14,000 lb of soil that required ramming into a solid matrix.


It got done. We absolutely, 100% certainly, couldn't have done it without Bibo, the new employee of the month!


A little about Bibo:

1. Bibo speaks two languages fluently and eloquently--except for when he is working. On planet Bibo, work time (which starts in the morning) is for working. Talk time (which starts after work time is complete) is for talking. It's a great system, one which served us well on this most extreme of days.

2. Bibo spent last night in the "drunk tank." Too bad he wasn't my high school guidance counselor, or he could have instead spent the night in a comfortable guidance counselor office thinking of ways to demoralize and mislead children, like mine used to do on those nights when he would "work late."

3. Despite spending the night in the drunk tank, Bibo showed up, on time, ready to work. And work he did, non stop until the job was done. Furthermore, Bibo was both entirely functional (exceptionally so) and absolutely pleasant to be around for the entire (11 hour, 102 degree) day.

4. Bibo is a punk rocker.

Perhaps some of you are wondering "what is this punk of which you speak? Is punk a hair-do? Is punk something I can buy?"

In one of the Dead Kennedy's great works Nazi Punks Fuck Off, Jello Biafra made it very clear: "punk ain't no religious cult, punk means thinking for your self." And while that is absolutely true, there is another component to it: Punk is spending the night in the drunk tank, showing up first thing in the morning, working an 11 hour day in the 102 degree heat without a complaint and at the end of the day, hanging out and painting your bicycle green.



The moral of the story: Next time someone with a GG Allin vest (made from a pair of pants) and a Discharge tee-shirt comes looking for work, SNAP THEM UP.

Tomorrow we'll get back to the procedural minutae...
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