The asphalt is now ripped up, and one load is in the utility truck:
A big, burly tattooed, shaved head guy came over, with his big ol' orange truck that said, "We haul it all, give us a call!" I told Mr. Burley that my nephew and I had ripped up the asphalt, loaded the utility truck, and then made this pile here that needs to be loaded. Mr. Tattooed Burley Man smiled and said, "I'll get this pile and everything in the utility truck done in about 45 minutes. It's going to be $99.00"
AGREED! And I felt old and wimpy as I watched Mr. Just From Prison looking guy start flinging junks of asphalt into the back of his truck like they were hoppy-taws.
After about 15 minutes, I noticed him standing out there staring at the pile. He called me from his cell phone and said, "I have to go get a different truck, this is weighing down my truck too much. I'll be right back."
I never saw him again. (I did try to call several times, the first time he answered and said one of his other guys has his dump truck out and he'd be back as soon as possible. Then, later in the afternoon, he quit answering the phone).
So, I guess Greg and I are not so wimpy. :) My inability to move that night was understandable and justified.
I hired another concrete hauling firm. Two guys have been unloading the utility truck to their own hauling beastly dump truck for over an hour now! Two big guys have been at it over an hour. Greg and I aren't so wimpy (especially Greg).
Greg said that using that "JackHammer" was easy to push down, but lifting it back up out of the asphalt was like pulling up 120 pounds! I tried it once, and I could push it down, but I couldn't even pull it back out! Everyone can sit back and give Greg a moment of awe for his utter, brute strength. And, if I ever find myself in a dark alley, approached by a bulky, shaved head, tatooed, ex-felon, I won't even flinch if Greg is near!
Here is the video of GregHammering:
4 comments:
Wow! You're not wimpy. That's some heavy stuff. Greg is the man, though. We had the same scenario in our backyard, only it was concrete. It's really hard to find people to come out and haul it away. When we finally got someone to agree to do it after a few false starts, they gave a bid of $300. They had to call another guy to help with a bigger truck and make three trips, I think it was. I think it cost them $75 each trip to dump it. We gave them $50 more because for all that work, no one made any money. Cindy's son did the jack hammering. His hands were swollen by the time he was done.
My hands were just fine after hammering away. The handles, however, were bruised and swollen. It just couldn't handle such strength. I was just too much for it. The reson I stopped hammering wasn't because I was tired, but rather because the HAMMER was tired. He was beat! You should have heard Mr. Jack when he was getting loaded back into the car. He was so relieved! Anyway, that's the real story of what happened.
I am laughing my head off! I can't believe the guy just didn't come back. Too funny!
I can't wait to see all the changes.
Love you,
ME
So funny Mr. Just-from-Prison couldn't take it. And amazing that you and Greg are superheroes! So what are your plans for your lovely concrete-free area?
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