A Hard Hat Morning

I had the distinct pleasure in taking part in one of the most pointless live shots ever on Tuesday. And I say pointless because as interesting as it was, it wasn’t news. Sorry. But then again it got me out of any real work, so who am I to bitch?

Word on the street (and when I say that I mean written on a press release) was that the new Boca Raton condo tower was going to be pouring cement to make the walls - and the foundation for the towers - of the underground parking garage. There were going to be 200 cement mixers bringing in like 3000 yards of cement!

Considering that I like construction sites and big holes, I was down with that. Besides, it would be pretty cool to see 200 cement mixers all lined up, waiting to unload their goo. *I'm tired, don't ask.*

So I arrived at the south strip (they call it that even though it's like 2 miles south of 'the strip' which as far as I am concerned runs from Sahara to Sunset, considering that's where the casinos resorts end) location and set up. I was the first media there so I parked the T-TIC right at the edge of the hole so I could get a great view of the cement being poured.

I was immediately disappointed. First off, it wasn't going to be 200 trucks at once. It was 200 throughout the day. D'oh!

Then I found out (the site supervisor told me more info about concrete then I will ever need, but I did learn that it's not just pouring the stuff - its literally a science) that the big tube thingy that pumps the concrete into the walls would not be visible so I wouldn't even get to see any concrete being poured!

And then finally, after my 6:40 AM hit, my producer said I was clear. I misunderstood her and thought she meant from the hit, when she meant from the show. I spent another hour out there wondering 'WHEN THE FUCK IS MY NEXT HIT!?!'

I called her and learned that I'm an idiot.

But not all was lost. As in my previous post, John Farrell of News 3 took some shots of me that I can use to arouse hot chicks on the internet with. I also learned a lot about concrete and how a pair of 9 story towers are made, and have a bit more respect for the guys in the hole than I did before.

But the best thing of all, since I was on a construction site, OSHA requires you to be in a hard hat. So the site supervisor (who was a super awesome guy, for the record) gave me one to use, then told me I could keep it!

Yes, I get thrilled about things like that. So?