The Great Measuring Up
I guess the first thing I will mention in this post is the irony of that coffee cup...."The Good Life". Well I can assure you, this past week, life has been anything but good. But I'll get to that.
So a big part of this course is measuring up a building. You get your cool lightsaber-looking laser gadget, some wit and a good old fashioned tape measure and head off. Now, the few blissful moments before you arrive on site is great; you are positive, enthusiastic, playfully joking about life and you're even a bit excited. Yeah. Well. All this fades very quickly within the first hour. As soon as you find a wall recess, floor finish change or exposed truss it's game over and the inner turmoil begins. Climbing over rubble, onto chairs, peeking into holes in the floor and trying to mentally plan out the light fixtures is no joke. Then take into consideration that the buildings are public spaces and that every person who enters thinks you are working there, and the fun really begins. I actually think we might have made a sale to a customer on behalf of the building occupant in our of the buildings....considering applying for commission.
To be fair, the struggles and swearing all lead to laughing and memories, so it's not all bad. I've also learned that boyfriends come in very handy when you really feel like coffee, hence the attached picture to this week's post. All in all, measuring up leads to a lot of smiles alongside frustration and many happy memories...until you get home and try to draw up what you have measured in CAD. Then, for some glorious unknown ironic reason, nothing coincides, nothing makes sense, and all those happy memories fade to clouded frustration and a sense of hopelessness. So when my drawings make sense one day I'll check in again...until then, I'll be here, swearing under my breathe and chucking my pages around in a humorous monologue of pity...
So a big part of this course is measuring up a building. You get your cool lightsaber-looking laser gadget, some wit and a good old fashioned tape measure and head off. Now, the few blissful moments before you arrive on site is great; you are positive, enthusiastic, playfully joking about life and you're even a bit excited. Yeah. Well. All this fades very quickly within the first hour. As soon as you find a wall recess, floor finish change or exposed truss it's game over and the inner turmoil begins. Climbing over rubble, onto chairs, peeking into holes in the floor and trying to mentally plan out the light fixtures is no joke. Then take into consideration that the buildings are public spaces and that every person who enters thinks you are working there, and the fun really begins. I actually think we might have made a sale to a customer on behalf of the building occupant in our of the buildings....considering applying for commission.
To be fair, the struggles and swearing all lead to laughing and memories, so it's not all bad. I've also learned that boyfriends come in very handy when you really feel like coffee, hence the attached picture to this week's post. All in all, measuring up leads to a lot of smiles alongside frustration and many happy memories...until you get home and try to draw up what you have measured in CAD. Then, for some glorious unknown ironic reason, nothing coincides, nothing makes sense, and all those happy memories fade to clouded frustration and a sense of hopelessness. So when my drawings make sense one day I'll check in again...until then, I'll be here, swearing under my breathe and chucking my pages around in a humorous monologue of pity...
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