smarter than your average construction worker.

on occasion,,, actually i should say regularly,, i am forced to use a port-o-potty at work....

i'm over it though... no big deal... i've actually come to enjoy my trips to the port a john because of the extensive reading the voyage entails...

every single port-a-jon on a construction site has been filled, wall to wall, with pictures of naked ladies, spanish heiroglyphics, and poorly spelled english ramblings....


often there will be some remark about "how dum the fukin mexicans" are... and then there will be an arrow pointing to that remark with a reply "lurn to spell you idiot!"

it's great... never ceases to amaze me.. also there is a lot of bickering about who makes more money, who stole who's job, who's momma is a whore,, etc. etc...

so,, today,, i was in a relatively fresh stall,,, by that i mean that the walls were about only 30% marked up inside...

suddenly, i remembered that i was carrying a sharpie marker in my pocket at the moment because i had been marking lines on the overhead steal before i felt the urge to embark on the mile long hike through a jungle of temporary walls and piles of sheet rock/tools/ladders and whatever else have you, to the restrooms... i'll use that term from now on because i'm tired of typing port-o-potty..

anyhow,, i decided that today was the day... i was gonna write on a restroom wall... possibly for the first time in my life.. as far as i can remember anyway...

so,, i thought long and hard about what i was going to write.. i could criticize people of other races or religions or political parties... or i could write that the superintendent of this particular job does awful things behind closed doors (to put it lightly).... the possibilities were endless...

but then i thought,, you know,, i want to write something that has never been written on a portable restroom before,you know,, be creative,, but what??...


i thought for a moment more,, raised my marker,, and penned:

I HEART (the symbol) STAR TREK


I was so amused with myself that i laughed out loud... mostly because i work with a forty year old geek of a man that loves science fiction,, and i am secretly hoping that he finds himself in that restroom before we leave this job...

but,, smiling to myself,, i figured, what the hell,, why stop there,, and wrote:

NEWT GINGRICH IS THE MAN!!!!!



and then: KURT VONNEGUT WAS HERE.... AND WROTE THIS... 10-28-10....


i suddenly don't hate my job so much... i'm also wondering what other people will write about my entries in the "bathroom log book".... i'm guessing they either won't write anything at all,, cuz they have no idea what i'm talking about,, or who on earth would write that crap... or they'll call me things like "fag white boy" but more than likely misspelled...


so,,, that was the highlight of my day...



i just hope,, that i won't someday be thirty years old, and still have to occasionally wear a bright yellow vest (and hard hat) to work...