OK....My father was a general contractor. And, he believed in teaching us how to build things. By a strange coincidence, that also kept me off the streets at night and out of trouble. So, I know the business end of a shovel VERY well.
This exhibit consisted of a couple of piles of sand with people, with shovels, moving the sand from one pile to another....and back. The key was they were moving VERY VERY VERY VERY slowly. Did I say SLOWLY?
I had to resist the impulse to grab a shovel and move at least one pile to show them how it was done. I think it may have been a parody (that is a very big word for a guy like me) of a union job. :) Well, maybe not.
I seriously had to leave or I would have grabbed a shovel. Seriously.
This exhibit consisted of a couple of piles of sand with people, with shovels, moving the sand from one pile to another....and back. The key was they were moving VERY VERY VERY VERY slowly. Did I say SLOWLY?
I had to resist the impulse to grab a shovel and move at least one pile to show them how it was done. I think it may have been a parody (that is a very big word for a guy like me) of a union job. :) Well, maybe not.
I seriously had to leave or I would have grabbed a shovel. Seriously.
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