Your Body is Not a Sawhorse
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I had an interesting experience a few years ago. I was out doing an estimate on a deck. A couple of young lads were framing the addition that the deck was going to adjoin to. They seemed to be good workers practicing the measure twice, cut once variety of carpentry. The work looked good, with all the crown of the studs facing the same direction and all of walls plumb. They may have been young, but they were certainly competent and professional.
When I was there, one was up on a ladder yelling down measurements and the other was making the appropriate cuts. I wasn't paying much attention, just taking my own measurements and talking to the homeowner about my part of the job, when the screaming started and the blood began to flow.
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I had an interesting experience a few years ago. I was out doing an estimate on a
deck. A couple of young lads were
framing the addition that the deck was going to adjoin to. They seemed to be good workers
practicing the measure twice, cut once variety of carpentry. The work looked good, with all the
crown of the studs facing the same direction and all of walls plumb. They may have been young, but they were
certainly competent and professional.
When I was there, one was up on a ladder yelling down
measurements and the other was making the appropriate cuts. I wasn't paying much attention, just
taking my own measurements and talking to the homeowner about my part of the
job, when the screaming started and the blood began to flow.
What I failed to notice, and couldn't have done anything
about anyway, was that the young man making the cuts was supporting the wood he
was cutting with his foot. Sound
like a stupid thing to do? Well,
it's a fairly common practice in the building industry. Worse yet, I've seen the alleged
professionals on television do it.
Most frightening of all, I've seen amateurs who use a saw maybe once a
month do it. Why not? They've seen the pros do it, and
everybody is c |
