First blog, simple entry

I've been meaning to create a blog based on my experiences as a 'anonymous' construction worker. All too often I am driving home, or back to the shop, and thinking that I should at least write a record of what I've seen; though, at this point, I'm not sure if it would be more for me, or for readers...

I digress, and it is already midnight on yet another 16-hour day where I found myself putting out maximum effort (or there-abouts) for minimum pay.

First point of entry: The places I fell asleep today (after working from very early in the morning to between 10 PM and midnight each day for a week, except for the weekend):
- In a wheelbarrow
- on a moving barge
- in the dirty bed of a pickup waiting for aforementioned barge/ferry
- in a pickup on the ride back to the shop
- on a swing-stage scaffolding six-stories high and swaying in the tropical depression's increasing winds and gusts

I'm beat, and I'm not liking my output nor my interactions with people and, believe it or not, tasks and tools, so I just called off of work for Friday morning. I still offered to go in for the night shift to be back on the swing stage, even though I think it is getting dangerous with the winds pickup up.