The other day I was fondly remembering the days when me and my pals' immaturity blatantly reared its head at the working mans' expense. Yes, there was indeed a time where I behaved inappropriate at work. Kind of like now, but probably a little more obvious. There was no computer screens to hide behind then. There was no air conditioning. Who could forget... High School Era Summer Construction Days Of Yore.
One day, me and Joe were pinning walls for soundboard around one of the air handlers at a job called Norplant in Hammond. It was a really tough spot to get in, and we would take turns snaking ourselves around the units while the other would apply an extremely toxic glue with the most powerful fumes I have ever smelled to the base of a nail impaled through a perforated aluminum square. There he would pass the gluey pin to whomever was on application duty. Eventually the fumes would get to you and things would stop making sense while your head was spinning out of control. One day Joe began talking like Yoda while trying to get out from behind the unit. "Mmmmm... Stuck back here I am, Yes?". I would laugh uncontrollably. Then he would switch to Aggravated Yoda. "MMMMMMM!! ( in high pitched Yoda voice). Sigh...
Once while renovating a school, I was on a ladder and stripping some old insulation off a pipe running down a hallway. Out of anger of the insulation's persistance, I took a razor knife and while screaming "MOTHER FUCKER SHIT FUCK", gouged a portion of ceiling tile into bits. There were a few teachers in the building preparing for the upcoming school year, and I hadn't noticed one of them walk out of a classroom. She looked up at me and said "Well, that's nice". I then saw my buddy Dustin standing behind her laughing uncontrolably.
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