To quote Lane Myers “hell, if you can do it...”
I’ve done a lot. Worked various auto parts stores doing counter sales, worked in a GM dealer parts dept (always a Ford guy too). Built desk in a plant (Jesus save me), I was a Schwans man...yeah. Ran a compressed gas cylinder route. Did restaurant hood fire suppression systems and fire extinguishers. Worked in various body shops building wrecks, painting cars..all that jazz. Drove a few dumps for various people, bought my own and ran it for 15 yrs and was gonna walk away from that. Oddly, ended up driving for someone else...again...I believe FML is appropriate here.
Somewhere along the way I ended up in this “hobby” or is it better suited to call it an obsession? I spend a lot of time working on radios and not so much talking on them, hmm.
Then there’s the whole thing about the metal planet that’s not a planet, jackasses blowing up my guys day job, finding out my son is a pansy that doesn’t want to dominate the galaxy with me...oh never mind.