Take a stroll through my world - The world of eternal demolition! 18 months into a 3 year project to make my life hell, and replace some infrastructure for a nearby casino at my block's expense. Joy Joy Joy!
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I’m an operator and I don’t miss working in the city.
Well, at least you have a shop. Could always be worse.
The concrete breaker in the UK is called a pecker and the pile driver is called a piston driver.
It's the same reason why I don't like clubs. I find music that loud the equivalent of construction noise.
where is this? are they done?
It's a wonder that you can get any work done with all of that racket outside. I would not be able to hear myself think with all of that noise.
Nuprin..Little..Yellow..Different.:)
Not as loud as a Led Zeppelin concert, but just as annoying. That's some manly stuff going on there. Man and machines, and the woman who understands them.
i had the somewhat same experience. cracked a wall of the place i was living in. as much as i get that this particular project should better the lives of many, even mine, although i will never use it directly, i wonder why they dont pay for alternative accomodation for the time of working. if the project is so precious, there should be a budget for that.
on the positive side, it actually made me less crazy, it was a time of deep thoughts about what is necessary.
Are the pile drivers still driving you crazy? The very worst job I ever took was hand driving sheet piling for a dock with a jack hammer. I was cold and wet for weeks. Besides that my ears rang from the noise. The only thing worse was the blast from jet engines.
hahaha, music to my ears. fran your cool.
Its ugly, but it won't go on forever.
They don't care what they put you through. I had a business in a big city. They came through with a new sewer line, had me blocked in on three sides, for months. By time they were done they had wiped me out. That's progress!
"Pardon our dust, but dig we must!" I lived on 7th Ave and 49th Street in Manhattan during the late 1960s. The Gauntlet was walking from 6th to 7th Aves– The McGraw-Hill, Stevens and Time-Life Buildings were all being built at around the same time. Three buildings along three blocks– me right in the middle. The ranked air-compressors were open-air and un-muffled back in the day!