Found Objects: A New Job!

No, not really a new job. I still work at Trader Joe's. In fact, my job at Trader Joe's provided me with the opportunity of coming across this funny little pamphlet for a local construction business. It was placed right on top of my cash register as if someone either wanted to spontaneously advertise or dropped it out of their pocket accidentally. Either way, I found it and wanted to share it here.

I used to work in construction. It was a brief position where I was most often put in charge of "Controlled Demolition." That's resume language for "I was the new guy and the only thing I could do by myself was take things down and clean things up!" It was a good place for me to be shortly after I graduated college and waited to decide what I would do next. Somewhere in that time I decided to begin classes at Gordon-Conwell.

My fervor for building and taking apart was excited to the point where I told my parents I wanted to put extra insulation in my bedroom and take out the second closet to change the location of my bed. What would possibly go wrong? I thought to myself, I had been working in construction for an full year (which seemed like a lot to me). Of course, at this time, I didn't really know how to make an entrance like my new friends at D&H Construction. I just thought I knew how to make an entrance (or closet).

Well, I didn't install anymore insulation, nor did I take down my second closet, but I did learn a lot about contentment during this stage of my life. I also learned how challenging it could be to work so physically and how creative construction workers need to be to complete the tasks before them. Having a job where you work with your hands gives you a sense of self respect and honor for what you have created. My sense was that respect for physical laborers is denied because by those who sit in cubicles with so called "respectable jobs." I gained this feeling mostly from walking into stores with all my messy clothes on and seeing (and feeling) the looks from men and women in suits. But if we love our God-given jobs and they support us financially, why would I look down on someone who gets messy during their day? My answer is that I shouldn't, but I should appreciate diversity. Someone needs to know how to build houses and pour cement because you can't do that from behind a desk.

And, those were good experiences for me to have because it provided a much needed challenging experience while having the support of my close friends. There were times when it was very unpleasant, and filled with long, hard days. But, I'm thankful for it because it shaped me in many ways.


I don't think I ever knew that you wanted to turn your old bedroom into a construction project. See how much I am learning from these "found object" posts? Quite fascinating. You're onto something big with this theme.
DDWarriner said…
I have you to thank for it!