June 2, 2010.
I’ve spent the last 3 days under a large steel trawler scraping and sanding the bottom. It’s been 5 years since I did anything like this and it hasn’t gotten any easier.
My coworker, who I’ll call “Pablo” and I spent the better part of 3 days of mid to high 80 degree days inside a plastic tent under the boat. At first glance you might think that this might be a good time but don’t be fooled….it sucked, no really, I’m not just saying that. It totally sucked. Our boss “Bob” did make a few cameo appearances under the boat but the lion share of the work fell to “Pablo” and I.
No matter how much protection you wear, sooner or later the flakes and dust just find a way into your clothing, shoes, hair and eyes. Every night in the shower is like standing in a toxic waste dump.
Finally, today we knocked out virtually the last of the dirty work so it was with a happy heart that I headed home to the boat. While I was walking down the dock to the boat I heard a horrible scraping noise immediately behind me. When I turned around I realized that it was only the sound of my ass dragging. Thank God that shits over with…..