Cement is not that hard

It has taken me a few days to get back in the saddle here at the storage, but that is the natural way of things when you are gone for a week.  Monday was kind of rough but not unbearable. Tuesday was just a repeat of Monday.  Wednesday now there was a day. If ever there was a day that was needed it was Wednesday.

If I haven’t mention there is a donut shop moving in across the driveway from my office.  The construction has been moving along, but not as fast as I thought it would.  Well today was cement day at the donut shop.  The cement team showed up and immediately pissed me off.  The punk kid with the tattoos pulls up with the company truck and backs it up to the back door of the donut shop effectively making his walk to the door as close as possible and simultaneously blocking off three of the four parking spaces and blocking a tenant from being able to leave.  I simply knocked on the back door of the donut  shop and stated that this was not ok and could we move the tuck into the closest parking space.  The boss man whom I was talking to never got a chance to answer because punk kid with the tattoos explodes like I just kicked his dog stomps out the door and moves the truck to the front of the property.  Ok that will work too.

Later I got a nice shot of the team and I got to thinking this Mini Storage sits behind a car wash with a small parking lot that sits behind another building and a lot of strange crap happens here.

So later we notice that this team has three people, one is the boss man, two is the punk kid with the tattoos and three is the kid that does all the work.  I hope I am wrong but every time I looked out the window  boss man and punk kid with tattoos are talking and smoking and the kid who does all the work is …well…working….and smoking.  Some things stay the same. 

Toward the end of the day Kid that does all the work was by himself cleaning up and was seconds from getting a personal visit by me, because he was washing the cement off of the tools in the middle of the parking lot.  This is going to be a crappy mess that I will end up cleaning up if I don’t say something now. 

 

Before I can get out the door the company truck pulls up and I think maybe this is the moment that the boss man will do something boss man like.  Fat chance him and punk kid with the tattoos stand next to the kid who does all the work and start to talk….and smoke. At this point I am going to go out and say something but I have to stop laughing at the stupidity of this all. Out of nowhere this older gentleman comes up with a hard bristle push broom and starts cleaning the parking spaces the cement guys never notice and continue to stand in the way. With the fact that two people are standing in his way and a third person goes and finds more stuff to clean cement off of. This guy actually does a real good job making the parking lot look good.  I may have just seen the owner of the donut shop for the first time.

Some times I wash I could afford a full time photographer to follow me around because when the moments happen that would make the best photos I am usually staring in disbelief at what I am seeing.