been ripping out concrete and pavement on my street.
Picture this - sitting in your cab, King of the World and all you survey. After all, no one does this better. And the supervisor has wisely remained behind at the office - don't annoy the man hefting slabs of concrete big enough to annihilate your existence on the planet. Like an over-sized Tonka - dip, scoop, lift, dump. It is a rhythm that is made for considering other things, like the intricacies of story lines.
Yes, as I said, if I were in the employment line Gradall Operator just might be the perfect job - at least for someone in my line of work. Of course, there is the issue of whether or not the hard hat comes in a more appealing pastel.
The perfect job - what's yours?