The house we are living in now was built by a trustworthy carpenter. He was the best man at the wedding of my parents-in-law. While he built our house, I sometimes visited the site.
One
day a man who wore work clothes came to the site.
He
asked me, “I am an electrical engineer. Where is the site foreman?”
The
site foreman was the carpenter. I answered, “He must be in the garage now.”
Then
he went to the garage, but he returned soon and said to me, “He is not there.”
It
was strange. I had seen him there a few minutes ago. We went to the garage
together. I found the carpenter, who was mixing concrete. I couldn’t understand
the situation immediately.
The
electrical engineer hadn’t realized that the carpenter was the site foreman. In
those days, we were suffering from a carpenter shortage. Many carpenters were
needed for recovery from the Great East Japan Earthquake. So our carpenter
couldn’t hire enough craftsmen. He had to do various work jobs by himself.
Generally speaking, mixing concrete is not a job for a site foreman. The
electrical engineer assumed he have might been one of the craftsmen.
I
pointed at the carpenter who was mixing concrete and said, “He is the site
foreman.”
The
electrical engineer was surprised.
Our
house was built with the concrete mixed by the site foreman and the best man at
the wedding of my parents-in-law. It must be the best house.
Picture by freehand
Proofreading by ProofreadingServices.com
No comments:
Post a Comment