Jim and I are back building houses this week. The last two mission teams we have worked with had their quirks, but this most recent team tops the list. One older man, who was a private contractor back in the day, likes to do things his way. Most people do, so no big deal. And because this guy has years of experience, most of his ideas are good too. He likes, however, not only likes to do things his way, but also ask people why they are doing things the hard way when they aren't doing a job his way. And if something goes wrong he likes to play detective so he has someone to blame. Everyone on the team gives him a hard time. My favorite memory so far occurred the first day after he blamed my team for taking his supplies (later it turned out we actually didn't). After his little speech, which was full of annoyed energy, he walked away and I turned to my fellow workers with an alarmed look on my face. They shrugged the chastising off and assured me that "his bark was worse than his bite."
So far I have only been barked at, not bitten.
Another private contractor has the craziest sense of humor. One time he asked me for help carrying a role of insulation (which is very light). He was hunched over limping as he called my name, but when I jumped up to help he straightened up and literally threw the insulation where it needed to be--with a huge grin on his face too! Another time he asked someone which way was north. Apparently north is straight up, right towards the sky!
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