As scheduled, the delivery truck arrived at 7 am. Two men got out of the truck to see exactly where the drywall was going - and probably wondered what they had gotten themselves in to. Five hours later, they carried the 127th piece of drywall up the stairs. They said their feet hurt and their legs were pretty much gone, but they had accomplished their task. I asked if they were told what they were in for, and they replied that they had been told how many steps - but they had no idea how steep the climb would be. They usually drive the lift that lifts several sheets up at a time through an opening in a window. Today they had to carry one piece at a time.
They went through 4 bottles of water and 8 bottles of Gatorade, and probably wished they had several dry, clean shirts to go through. But no matter how hot and sweaty and parched and sore they were, they never complained. They stopped to chat (or rest) as they came down the stairs to go out to the truck for another piece of drywall. They thanked me for the water and donuts (I should have thanked them for keeping me from eating them). They never once (at least in my presence) gave any indication of how difficult this unexpected job was for them.
I've always heard that when life gives you lemons, made lemonade. Today there was no lemonade to be made, just a job to keep doing until it was finished. And in the end, while those guys will probably be sore tomorrow (if not today), they made lemonade for me - I got the pleasure of their company and drywall for next week's installation.
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Today's blessings: a quick mile with Sharon, Jo, and Molly before the rain started (and stopped); two drywall delivery dudes; Everley time
1 comment:
Wow, I'm impressed. Only wish everyone could do their jobs with such grace!
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