The fabulous life of sweetseryn....

So today was just another normal day at work!  I have one job going on right now that are a bunch of playground renovations.  Basically there are about 5 playgrounds on the contract.  We are going in, demo'ing out all the existing playground equipment and replacing it with bright shiny new playground equipment.  There is a general contractor, for those of you not familiar they run the thing, and two subs, they are the GC's bitches.  (But in reality they are all my bitches *insert evil fucking laugh*)  The GC does the dirt work, one sub does the concrete work and the other sub does the actual installing of playground equipment.

(Sorry for all the background, it's a little relavant to the story)

So everything up to this point has been going mediocre at best, every time I turn around the concrete crew is stirring up some minor drama, which wouldn't normally matter...BUT THE KEEP DOING IT, and IT'S GETTING OLD!  So I already don't have patience with ANY of these guys!!!

At this point in the project I have three parks that are tore up all the grading and concrete work has been done BUT there is absolutely no playground equipment going in.  Here is where "Russell" enters the story.  He is a one man show, basically, owns his own business, he is a little older, but not "Old" by any means, and has a couple of guys working for him, yada yada yada.  I have not seen Russell on the project for quite a while now, and as of like a week or so ago, I'm starting to get very antsy.  The residents of Fort Worth tend to get a little bitchy if there is a park in the middle of their neighborhood that is tore up and nothing is being done, and THEY WATCH to see whats going on, so I'm just waiting for the phone calls to start.

I show up on the job today and was talking to my concrete guy and basically said "This shit is starting to piss me off, there isn't any activity going on at these parks, WTF?" (Yeah, i really do talk like that one the job)  THAT is when my concrete forman goes "You haven't heard about Russell?" I was like "Ummm...No?"

He proceeds to tell me that Russell was in some sort of work related accident (not on one of my jobs) and is basically in the hospital and he's not in good shape at all.  I go over and start talking to the GC's foreman and he tells me the rest of the story....

Without going into details, that don't really matter really, the accident has basically left Russell in a vegetative state!  I was just floored!  I mean, I didn't know what to say, FIRST OFF, I felt like a big ole piece of shit, because I was like starting to rant about where the hell is Russell?  Then I was just amazed at the whole situation!  Like I said this guy is older, not old by any means, DEF had some years left in him and some little slip (okay it was a little more than a slip, but I don't want to get any more technical than I already have) and now the doctors are telling his wife that it will basically take a miracle for him to come through this!

The whole point of this is that "It can all be gone, or be over, just like that!"  BAM!  You're done!  This isn't the first time that I have been slapped with that reality.  It's amazing, everytime I experience something like this, I think "Wow, I'll never take anything for granted again, I will enjoy life to the last drop, squeeze every last bit out of everything and have no regrets" but sadly it doesn't last, and even more sadly, something comes along again, and I have the same thought....again. 

 I don't want to be overly dramatic about this whole thing, to be honest, it's not like me a Russell were BFF's, I worked with him for a minute, he was a nice guy, he had a nice smile, he was a little irritated the last time that I talked to him because of the concrete crews shenannigan, be HEY!  SO WAS I!  But this whole thing did leave an impression, and once again, I'm sitting here thinking "I will make sure that all my friends and family KNOW I love them and KNOW that they mean something to me, and KNOW that I'm happy I got to be included in their lives....

I think I'm done...cuz I think I'm rambling at this point!  I think you all get it! 

On a side note I have renamed Vinnie "God" and Dot "Satan" because there always seems to be an epic battle of good and evil in my house and Dot is DEF no saint!

LATER GATERS!

CK