7/24/00 1:02 PM
(dream)
In some South American country -
jungle/forest - Rows and rows of trucks in formation for some huge orchestrated
purpose driving and parking very close together - fractions of an inch apart - rough
hard-working types, I'm not sure why I'm there; I try to fit in but am
generally seen as sort of a wimp and a total beginner, out of place.
Later I discover this is a temporary but high-paying job setting up camp for
some big geological operation like a huge oil drilling or something.
----- is there in one of the main tents with his toolkit, checking a function
on his VOM. It's a pulse - definable sort of low voltage AC generator and
I try to explain its functionality to him; he asks me where my tools are ---
now I can vaguely remember I was supposed to come with my own tools for the
job. I look around and see that everyone else has a rich assortment of
heavy tools with them - big rubber mallets especially.