Straight up, I got a lot of work! I made wheels for a gurney bed, a prop for a theatre.
On Tuesday, I stayed late because James let me work on my bike. I like to cycle and listen to music, so I made something that would make my setup faster.
It was a complete fail. I don’t know bikes well, so I unscrewed the wrong thing, and I lost a lot of ball bearings. James brought up the saying: to loose ones bearings. Jokes! I am lost. (I had to have it fixed) Then it resonates too much, the metal buzzing is louder than the actual music 😐 I tried resolving this with some rubber tape and a magnet, but the base is too powerful.
I kept helping with a sculpture of the BIG HAND! On Wednesday, I fucked up big time. I was asked to cut steel square beams for a frame that would be used to transport a big prop between floors. and I don’t know how I cut all of the beams 1 cm too short… We had to deal with that on Thursday and weld them with 5mm gap which was more challenging and time consuming. On top of that the delivery driver was waiting for us outside to finish, adding even more pressure.
Even though my work leaves much to be desired, James is happy with me! (Surprisingly!) He said that he would like to pay me and that he is going to talk to his accountant about that. SWEET!
Outside of the placement, I have been talking with my housemates about jobs. They are creatives with more work and life experience (they are old) and they are saying that all they do is to “buy more time” time to travel, time to rest, time to work on their interests. I guess everyone is doing that. But one thing they are definitely right about is that in customer service I am wasting my time. There I can not improve nor work on my stuff. I am solely working for others: for customers and for my boss. I am not benefiting from it. I am just surviving on MINIMUM wage. At a workshop I can at least work on things that I can benefit from: financially or mentally. The issue is: what am I trying to make? And can I survive from it?
