Today started week 2 at the new job. It’s a long story, but I’d been in tech and tech sales for a lot of unfulfilling years. Some things lined up, some luck happened, and I found myself getting hired by some good folks to run the business operations of a local metal roofing supply company. I don’t know much about the metal roofing industry, but I’m going to get to learn.
Today Saul and I went on-site to roll panels for a job. The process is fascinating. We lugged custom formed and cut panels off the back of the machine to the home’s driveway.
I’ve always envied that last scene in the movie Office Space where Peter says, “this ain’t too bad. Makin’ bucks. Gettin’ exercise. Workin’ outside….”
My job isn’t to go on-site and roll and lug metal roofing panels, but I’ll do it whenever I can. It beats the hell out of emails and Zoom meetings.
As Saul and I were driving back to the shop after rolling panels, we talked about family, home, former jobs, cars, the NBA, and all kinds of stuff in his broken English and my terribly broken Spanish. We laughed a lot. The universal language. We listened to David Pabon and Celia Cruz. Saul bought me a Coke at the 7-Eleven. He knew I’d get thirsty and need the calories even though I told him I’d be fine. He knew better.