Someone had to carry those bricks
From time to time you should look at your own work history. Specifically the strange jobs you took on to earn a small amount of money. I had a lot of them. For example during one summer I carried bricks. Old profession to be sure and I also learned to mix mortar. Managed to over colour a batch of mortar. I guess you had to be there. I delivered newspapers from door to door. A minor cog in a bigger machine. The publisher of the newspaper depended upon laborers like myself to go door to door in the worst of weather to leave a paper in a screen door. I also had to do collections which was the only way the publisher made money. Certain people take joy in not answering the door when they know that a small boy is shivering outside waiting for his $0.15. But along the way I also had a few jobs that required specific training and probably the most interesting one involve me and code. Not breaking code. Sending and receiving code. As in Morse. One of those skills that you have to teach yourself but once you have the skill you keep it for a lifetime. I did a small test this afternoon listening to some videos involving people with radios. A lot of bad code out there. The idea that characters would have spaces between them? How particular. Somewhere in my files I have a job list. All of this strange jobs I did when I was young to make a small amount of money. And believe me all I received was a small amount. I did not achieve a fortune and my children will not receive a sudden windfall somewhere down the road. I was not that important to the economy. Remember you can only carry so many bricks at a time but you have to carry a lot of them.
