This morning I woke up at 6:30 a.m. to work for my father as an electrician. Yes, you read it right: an electrician. Until today I had never done anything having to do with wiring besides turning GFI's and breakers, but my dad needed the help and I needed the money, so I took the job.
First order of the morning was going to the shop where we loaded the vans and I met the rest of the crew. They were friendly (what else would you be to the boss's daughter), but there were some definitely amused looks that were disguised in smiles and handshakes. My dad asked me if I felt out of place, and I told him of course, the reality of the situation is rather hilarious if you think about it.
I went with my dad to the first job, but there was nothing for me to do, so I sat in the van and beat the highest score on the racing game on my cell. On the way to our second job my mom called to make sure I was with my dad and not with some old electrician all by myself. At the next site I learned how to put in outlets, three way switches, and motion detector lights. Discovery 1: stuffing 3-6 wires in one little box is not as easy as it seems. Every outlet or light in your house is only there because some electrician abused their hands and stuffed rebellious wire into the box against it's will. Discovery 2: I am convinced that the people who design motion detectors do not ever assemble them; otherwise they would never dream of putting one together like they do. Discovery 3: why my dad came home every night with new scrapes and cuts on his hands. Electrical work is lethal to hands with a jungle of cutters, knives, sharp wires, drills, wood splinters, and who knows what else is at the job site. My hands lost their lady-like appearance in a matter of 15 minutes.
After swinging home for a bite of lunch, we went around the corner to help one of the crew trim out a house. More light switches, outlets, and three-ways. The contractor/owner of the house commented to my dad, "She's a real go-getter, isn't she?" Perhaps, but maybe 'poor' is a better description.
The day went by much quicker than I expected, and I haven't learned so much in one day since I've been home. I'm sure there will be plenty of amusing things awaiting me this summer as I become an electrician, or something to that affect. Stay tune. . .