One thing I hate is not knowing how to do something. The first time I was on a build job I was so green I didn’t know the difference between a joist and a stud. It was rough. They used me as a mule to haul things around. I hate the feeling of ignorance but at the same time every moment I learned something new. It’s like that sometimes. You have to be okay with being the dumb one. The person who stands there until someone tells you what to do. Reminds me of a bull frog I came upon once. Big, fat, out of its place in the middle of the road, just sitting there. Damn if a truck wasn’t coming down the street and I had to decide in a split second, save that sucker or watch is get crushed. I couldn’t stand the thought of how it would sound smashing against the tires, so like a dope, I risked my life, ran out to scoop it up and don’t you know he took one giant leap and was out of harms way. Meanwhile I had to throw myself into the grass, the truck driver blasted his horn calling me a few choice names. I almost died. Where that frog came from, where it went, I don’t know but there were two more lanes of traffic on the other side of the median. I didn’t watch to see if it made it across to a pond or puddle. Learned my lesson that day. Don’t ask why the chicken Or the frog or anything else crossed the street just make sure you’re not around when it does.
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