The week I spent 8 hours a day just grinding out old welds
I mean, last week was something else. We're doing a full rebuild on a boiler from a 1970s paper mill up in Oregon, and my job was to prep the old seams. Every single one of those original welds was like iron, idk what they used back then. I went through two dozen grinding discs and my arms felt like jelly by Wednesday. The worst part was the dust, even with a respirator I was coughing up gray stuff for days. My foreman just kept saying 'it's gotta be clean, no shortcuts,' which I get, but man. It was just a solid week of noise and sparks and no real progress you could see. Has anyone else had a job that felt like pure punishment from start to finish?