PN Pro Gear - a pretty rough ride

[burlyman30]

Thread quickly turned into testosterone thread, lol.

Odd... usually on this forum, things turn to tren. Lol

[h2s]

Odd... usually on this forum, things turn to tren. Lol

Yep, and that is why we love it here haha.

[Sperwer]

I decided to try this today, and I'm curious about the time this stuff takes to come on.

Here's the background. We have a massive construction project going on across the street. It started three years ago with ground preparation, which involved drilling and hammering out an area of granite about 50x30 yards and 30 feet deep. You can imagine. For the past two years they have been pouring concrete and building the superstructure. It's an enormous house, being built for the principal shareholder/chairman of Korean Airlines/Hanjin Shipping, and is easily 18000 sq feet on several levels, not including the basement, into which you could drive and park a couple of tractor-trailers, as well as a fleet of other cars. They finally started on the exterior finishes this week, and I imagine they are doing some interior work too. Nearly every day for the past 2 years we have had construction vehicles - dump trucks, cranes, workmen's cars and trucks, you name it - blocking our street, including not only my driveway but our front gate. I've been putting up with this crap because although the owner is a world class asshole, the workers are nice guys, just trying to do a job and the construction co. periodically gives us small but significant tokens of appreciation for our patience, e.g., a 1000 dollars worth of prime grade meat.

The past few weeks, though, it has gotten much worse, any my patience has been running thin - especially when they don't want to interrupt their work to move so I can move my car.

So today, I take my first dose of Pro Gear with a late lunch around 3:00. At 4:30 I'm trying to leave the house and there's a construction crane blocking me in. I ask the guy on the crane to move. He's not doing anything, not hooked up to anything, and just sitting in the operator's chair. But all he does is grin at me and signal that I should wait. I tell him I don;t have time. He shrugs. I wait a minute or so, while he continues to do nothing, then blow the horn. He looks on in amusement. I yell at him very loudly and vulgarly to move. He ignores me.

Whereupon I go back into the yard, and get my hatchet. As part of the construction they just planted a row of about a dozen mature ginkgo trees along the front of the property. I start chopping one down, after all the workmen have fled, thinking I might come for one of them. After I'm about halfway through the trunck, a supervisor shows up and gets the operator to move the crane.

As I drive away, my adrenaline is sky high, I'm flushed and hot (physically as well as emotionally).

Wondering how much of this is attributable to the ProGear, and how much to my very slow to boil but very explosive temper when I hit the melting point. I tend to think the former, since I'm generally very good at controlling my temper these days (unless there is a physical threat to me or mine), and nothing like this has happened in years.