|Forum topic by AngieO||posted 07-06-2013 03:43 PM||975 views||0 times favorited||41 replies|
07-06-2013 03:43 PM
The first week of June I went on a building trip in Brookville, OH. It’s about three hours away and was a week long adventure. We were helping build an addition to a church’s sanctuary. I was very curious to see how many women would be there. And to my surprise…. there were ALOT. THEN… I realized that all those women (although they were wearing nail belts) were there to fix our breakfast, lunch and dinner. There was only one other woman on the entire crew of almost 80 men. So… I was questioning just what kind of work I’d get to do and if they would let me run any of the power tools.
Do any of you know my intense fear of spiders??? When I first got on the job I was sweeping (see why below on day 1) and a guy came and gave me a box cutter and told me to score along the baseboard around the entire room so that the drywall would break off easier. I got about 3/4 done when I encountered the spider. I displayed an extreme amount of restraint here. I KNEW that I couldn’t get these guys to let me do much more than sweep and fetch things if I jumped up, screamed, and ran away from this spider. Which… is what every being in my body wanted to do I slowly stood up and backed away. Might have looked a little crazy as I was talking to myself the whole time (“It’s just a spider! It’s just a spider! It’s just a spider! Dont run! Don’t scream! Powertools!!!!!”)
No one seemed to notice. So here is how the trip worked out for me.
Day 1… Very big guy walks up to me and hands me a broom and says “shouldn’t you be doing the women’s work?”
Day 2… I’m nailing in (by hand) the tyvek and the blue board on the outside. This was early in the morning. Same guy walks up and says… “Isn’t there some woman’s work that you could be doing?” Again I still hadn’t met him so I laughed and said “Im sure there is”.
Then the crane arrived for the trusses so we stopped putting on the insulation. Somehow… Cause I’m curious… I ended up with the project manager. He sent me up on the scissor lift to give the guys on the roof some tools. He asked if I had driven one and I said no. He hollered for someone… And guess who it was? Yep. The “woman’s work” guy. Somehow I ended up sticking with the guy and I helped out the trusses in. I learned real quick how to drive the scissor lift and be quick about it. And by lunch he was even letting me use the paslode (which intimidates me and is bigger than my head..lol). These were huge trusses and we were two stories high. The middle section of the three different sections. Had a blast
Day 3… After spending almost all of day 2 putting in the trusses and working along side the “woman’s work” guy… On the third day I walk up to him and say “you got any woman’s work for me today?”
After that… None of the men hesitated to have me help on a project.
Day 4 & 5…. helped build interior walls. Was given massive piles of lumber to cut for the sound/media booth and lots of driving the scissor lift. I actually got pretty good.
Fun times. I had a blast.
A little overwhelmed though… By the massive piles of lumber. And had to keep myself from ever looking at the dumpster where they were throwing away perfectly usable wood.