calling all welders

[Doctor Woodrow]

I worked for the theatre department at the local community college building scenery. We needed a big curved ships railing for a show, so my co-worker's girlfirend's father 9yeah I know it is confusing, shut up) taught us how to weld. The guy wasn't much of a teacher, but he was a fantastic welder. He would basically curse at us for about a half hour, tell an old story for about and hour and a half, and then leave us to figure out what we should do. That evening he would come out to the shop and curse at us for our mistakes for about an hour and then tell us to go home. Repeat this every day for about four weeks (these are days from 6am to about 10pm), and you knew how to weld.
I think I also learned a lot about cursinf, too bad I never curse, I could have been really good after all that instruction. Anyways, we ended up learning how to weld form an awesome welder, but a not so good teacher, now either of us can just say his name in town and get a job welding anywhere, too bad I am in school for chiropractic. Oh well, I guess I will just save it for the DUCs!!!!

The Doc