It's no secret that my dad works on cars. He was doing it long before I was born. And most of my life he's been doing it as a profession. As a result of this, I ended up spending a lot of time in the shop as well (sometimes whether I wanted to or not.)
Starting pretty young, my dad would pay me to be out in the shop working on vehicles. It was a good thing thing for a pre-teen boy. It instilled hard work in my early years. As the years went on, I continued to spend more time in the shop. Sometimes it was for customer cars, my problem cars, family cars, or even just to keep my dad company. Some of our projects would last until 2 or 3 in the morning - when I'd then go to bed leaving my dad to continue to work! He is a great example of sticking through with something until it's finished - and finished right!
I realized as I got into my 20's, that in the shop was a time when my dad and I could easily talk about things. I have the ability to be pretty introverted and wouldn't always share "personal things" with my family. But in the shop my dad and I often had deep, bonding conversations -- while still turning a wrench.
Some of those times when I'd be helping my dad, I'd be the tool-fetcher. (It's a pain to have to get out from underneath a car every time you need a tool, and undoubtedly every time you lay down, you'll realize you forgot another one.) Well the shop can get to be pretty disorganized, especially when juggling multiple projects. So fetching tools often required great dexterity as if I was navigating my own Olympic obstacle course.
This video gave me that memory blast. (Bet you guys didn't know I could write a post that wasn't laced with snarky remarks! -oh dangit, did I just blow it?)
Thanks for being a good father!
Starting pretty young, my dad would pay me to be out in the shop working on vehicles. It was a good thing thing for a pre-teen boy. It instilled hard work in my early years. As the years went on, I continued to spend more time in the shop. Sometimes it was for customer cars, my problem cars, family cars, or even just to keep my dad company. Some of our projects would last until 2 or 3 in the morning - when I'd then go to bed leaving my dad to continue to work! He is a great example of sticking through with something until it's finished - and finished right!
I realized as I got into my 20's, that in the shop was a time when my dad and I could easily talk about things. I have the ability to be pretty introverted and wouldn't always share "personal things" with my family. But in the shop my dad and I often had deep, bonding conversations -- while still turning a wrench.
Some of those times when I'd be helping my dad, I'd be the tool-fetcher. (It's a pain to have to get out from underneath a car every time you need a tool, and undoubtedly every time you lay down, you'll realize you forgot another one.) Well the shop can get to be pretty disorganized, especially when juggling multiple projects. So fetching tools often required great dexterity as if I was navigating my own Olympic obstacle course.
This video gave me that memory blast. (Bet you guys didn't know I could write a post that wasn't laced with snarky remarks! -oh dangit, did I just blow it?)
I think if I had to go through all of that just to get a screwdriver, it might be time to stop working on cars.....or start charging a lot more!
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