I'm too big

So I was visiting a small farm a few weeks ago.  I was getting the grand tour and doing my obnoxious opinion thing.  So we're all behind the shop and this is a covered area with lots of wood chips on the ground. I'm being told that it was covered in weeds and they're getting it cleaned up.  And then my foot went into the ground. 

The folks living there are normal size folks. 

I'm something of a giant.  I probably have twice the mass as the average person.  So I probably have a lot more pressure on the ground than the average person.  Me and gravity. 

It looks like there was about six inches of sand over plastic over some wood over three feet of water. 

Some sort of forgotten cistern?  My guess was that it could be a dry well. 

It was a mystery to everybody.

Paul, I understand the "I am too big" issue. Costa Ricans tend to be about 5'4", I am nearly 6'2" I tend to weigh twice as much as well. Though I am not huge, to them I am.

I kid around that I must look like Herman Munster to the average Tico!

i'm a woman and i'm considered big although shortish..i was born with a disability that required me to use my arms to pull myself around so I developed huge upper body and chest muscles, as well as longer than normal arms with huge bones..guess from pulling a plaster body cast around for nearly 4 years...as well as my own body weight.

i see myself beside other people and i feel like i'm huge..my wrists are bigger than most mens.

so, they had covered water over..that is scarey..esp for small children..if they had fallen through.

Usually a cow finds those kind of things for us. 

We have this one guy at work we call TEETH.  He's big, real big, an easy 300 pounder.  We call him Teeth because he's always eating.  He has a fine woman at home who fixes his lunch every day.  She makes sure he never goes hungry.  This guy can pack in the food, gotta keep up his figure and all.  Shows up in the morning with a couple of eggamuffins or breakfast burritos, probably finished a couple more off on the way in.  He works it off, mind you, he's no slouch.  The guy carries a 90 pound jackhammer on his shoulder with one hand.  Usually a sandwich in the other hand.  I can't even stand one of these hammers up.

When break comes around at 9, its not a moment too soon.  Today he pulls out a sack full of sandwiches.  His girl packed 6 of them, god love her.  In goes 2 sandwiches, a banana, some chips. 

Lunch time is just in time.  In goes another couple of sandwiches, a can of spam, a dish of pasta, maybe a couple of biscuits and a piece of cake.  He was about to pine away to nothing.

On longer shifts we have a 3rd break around 3.  In go the rest of the sandwiches, a candy bar, some celery sticks.  He never takes food home.

Teeth is 24 years old, makes him the kid on the crew when Boy is not around.  He'll go a long way.  He's hard working for sure, can move stuff I can only grunt at.  He's also pretty bright and good natured.  What impresses me the most is that he looks out for the guys he works with.  He's also not selfish.  Another fellow lost his lunch to a lumber accident.  Squished it flat, what a shame.  Teeth offered the guy a sandwich and bag of chips without hesitation.  We all pitch in when something like that happens, but I thought it was good to see from the kid.  Later on I was walking with him to the control room, heard his stomach grumbling in the elevator.  Man, I thought it was a storm coming.

When Paul comes to visit us,  we try to make his favorite meal.  Meat loaf.  Its 8lbs of ground beef,  16 eggs,  1/2 loaf of bread, qt of milk, 1lb of bacon, an onion, mozzarella cheese and almost 2 hours in the oven.  sometimes i can get him to use a fork.

When I met Paul last weekend, he was sitting down to dinner when I came around to thank him for the ticket giveaway, and I realized just now that I didn't really have to look down to do so. 

I'm vertically challenged and Paul's definitely not, I guess is the moral of that story. 

Ken, your post about your coworker is exceedingly entertaining. 

TIMOTHY TIMOTHY wrote:When Paul comes to visit us,  we try to make his favorite meal. Meat loaf. Its 8lbs of ground beef, 16 eggs, 1/2 loaf of bread, qt of milk, 1lb of bacon, an onion, mozzarella cheese and almost 2 hours in the oven. sometimes i can get him to use a fork.

Making a note on what to feed Paul if he ever wanders this far (quantity wise). I can make a pretty wicked meat loaf. Two kinds of ground, 2/1 beef to pork, and if I can get venison then it's about 3/2/1 (beef, pork, venison). Bacon of course. I pause to drain it some about halfways in, it's still plenty moist unless it's got the venison. And a red sauce. Ketchup based if it's not made of fresh tomatoes.

Paul, you still partial to meatloaf? I know here, if someone else makes it it always gets a few notches improvement for that. Heh.