Burning 🔥 Up 🥵

I absolutely refuse to bitch about the hot temperatures, but by 6:00 last night I was on my third shirt.

I hit sites and soaked the first shirt, changed it when I got home, and then mowed the lawn. 

There went shirt two.

Mowing the lawn is different with Ollie.

He brings the ball and figures out where I’m going to move next, and he drops the ball there - I throw it for him, do a swipe and he brings it back.

We do that about thirty times as I mow the back yard.

Then he chases me from inside the fence as I do the side yard.

But back to the weather….

…I find that guys are a little more irritable on the job sites.

I saw a guy 18’ in the air without fall protection. I called him down.

“What’s your problem?” He asked.

“You can’t do that,” I said. “You need fall protection.”

“Says who?”

“Ever hear of OSHA?” I asked.

“Ever hear of getting your ass kicked?” He responded.

I almost couldn’t believe it.

Then I was pissed.

Then it hit me.

“Dude, you just lost your job.”

He was still indignant.

The owner of the company was onsite. He heard the exchange.

“People get hot, and miserable,” he said.

“He can’t fall to his death because it’s hot,” I said.

I’m not sure if the guy is going to be fired for his threat. I’d rather see him keep his job, but he needs to get with the program.

Then I got a text from my nephew in North Carolina:

“106” 

Was the temperature he showed me.

“It’s unbearable!” He said.

It is.

But way better than snow.