By Petr Navovy | Miscellaneous | January 15, 2019 |
By Petr Navovy | Miscellaneous | January 15, 2019 |
Scaffolding is skilled, manual labour that is hard on the body. It can pay relatively well depending on where you do it.
But wherever this is they’re not paying these lads enough:
Yes, they’re strapped in with an industrial strength harness, and yes, they’re being as methodical as you can be. I don’t care. Why are they so high up? Where is that?! There’s something about dismantling the very structure upon which you stand; something about flat-packing away piece by piece the only layer of substance between yourself and the gaping void; there’s something about it that despite—or probably because of—my twisted fascination with people operating at heights that can only be described as morally outrageous , that makes me simultaneously want to be there with them and involved, and to drop onto the ground where I am and hug and kiss the dirt and promise I’ll never stray far away from its cold, comforting embrace.