The Commander was not too happy about spending her birthday in a junkyard, but it was the way it was. The Commander did get to go out to dinner at our traditional Thai Restaurant. Back at the Junk yard we got to watch all kinds of strange characters come and go. The young ones looked like gang members and the old ones were just wobbling around. The welding job which should have taken about an hour and a half ended up taking all of six hours. John the welder was a nice guy and competent, but he had colon cancer. John explained to Kadizzle he was going to treat his colon cancer himself with his special diet. John's special diet turned out to be ice cream. Johns condition meant he could work just so long and then had to take a break. As if John did not have enough problems his wife had cervical cancer and her news was not good.
As the day progressed the strange people came and went. John's go for man did some of the work. Mr. go for had emphysema, COP, and a bad back. The whole process was like having the people in the cancer ward do repair work. Kadizzle watched the assistant doing some welding on our hitch and thought he was getting it wrong, but under the assumption the assistant knew what he was doing Kadizzle said nothing. It turned out the job had to be done over and that is where some more of the time went. At the end of the day the work was well done and Kadizzle was happy with the job. Asking John what the price was Kadizzle was expecting a bill of $250. John said it was $100. Kadizzle gave John $150 and explained to him he could make no money at the rates he was charging. John was an excellent welder and seemed to be providing more of a charitable service to the community than making a decent living. We got there at 9:30 and did not drive away until 3:30 but it was an interesting chapter in how another segment of society live on the edge.
Wednesday, January 15, 2014
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