"What we have he-uh, is a fail-yuh to communicate".
I'm sure you all know that line from the movie "Cool Hand Luke".
That pretty much sums up the last few days.
We had a couple of small concrete jobs to get done this week: the entry steps into the house, and the curb-wall at the edge of the upper bay slab. The curb-wall is 12" high x 12" wide x 25' long, and needed five steel sockets set in the top to hold the handrail. The center support post for a beam directly above the curb-wall will sit on top of it. It turned out pretty good, and I'll get the welder out next week to get started fabricating the support post and handrail.
The entry steps had been extensively discussed between me and the boss, and I was absolutely sure we were on the same page. Absolute certainty can be a terrible thing, though.
These are the forms for what the boss wanted. They were made under the boss's direct supervision. They are perfect. They will be poured on Monday. Too bad this isn't what was formed up and poured the first time. It would have saved a lot of heartache, about a yard and a half of concrete, and the cost of renting a jackhammer.
This is what I thought the boss wanted.
This is what it took to undo the mistake. I could now write a glowing review for an electric Hilti jackhammer. :(
Moral of the story: Don't form up and pour the steps on a day that the boss can't be there.
There's nothing like making a mistake with concrete. Oh well, it had been 10-15 years since my last mistake so I guess I was due. :B
Temporary supports in place until the steel post can be fabricated.
The ceiling/floor joists have been installed, and the Advantech flooring laid down.
On top, doing a little tree trimming.
:):)
