When I was a kid, I worked summers for my dad’s construction company.  Learning the value of a hard earned dollar was important to my father.  As such, since the age of 12 he had me out on job sites dodging OSHA inspectors while I swept floors, cleaned anchor bolts, dug ditches, picked up trash and whatever the super needed from me.  In the hot summer months of Florida, wearing jeans and heavy boots, it’s about as bad as one can get (at least he was not a roofing contractor!).

Needless to say, one summer when I got to work in the office I loved the experience, no matter what I had to do, even make blueprints… See kids, before the days of digital wide format scanners; blueprints were actually blue (shocking I know).  This happened as the copy was made using a mixture of ferric ammonium citrate and potassium ferricyanide, and boy did it smell!

So today, I can only say that I am happy to still have a job in an industry were I can continue my passion of carting around 24″x36″ sheets of paper all rolled up.  It’s one of the perks I readily enjoy, it reminds me of the hard work I put in on the job site, and to be grateful for what I have in life.