You know you are a surveyor when...
It takes you all morning to construct the specific wording for one plat note (in concert with the planning department via email and multipule phone calls) describing the setbacks on a parcel that have been adjusted by a variance and a an amendment to the zoning ordinance 13 years ago... WHEW!!
When it takes longer to explain what you did, than to do it.
You know you are a surveyor when...
you are out to dinner with your wife and you notice small pink paint specks on your GOOD shoes from that time you just stopped at the site to help the contractor for a minute ...
:good:
When you have a stack of nails, and flagging, beside the washing machine....
When you look at cutting a tree, and you say "Hang on a sec, lemme get my plumb bob".
N
you go for a stroll with your family and all of your children fan out to search for Benchmarks.
While others take pictures of the sunset, waterfalls, mountains. You take pictures monuments.
When you look out in the yard to find your pre-schooler playing "surveyor" with sticks and bits of old flagging.
When walking w/ the wife down the sidewalk, or in the mall, you catch yourself counting off paces.
> When you have a stack of nails, and flagging, beside the washing machine....
....and two nails rattling in the washing machine.
when driving anywhere in the state, and as you approach an area you had surveyed, your wife chimes in with "I know, you surveyed this area" before you can say anything....
you find a bearing tree that is completely healed over......that you cut and marked!;-)
My wife has limited me to pointing out sites I have worked on to 3. Now when we pass sites, SHE is the one that says "I know what you are thinking and don't say it!"
lmao
Whenever you're walking with others, come across a marker in the dirt or pavement and have to point it out to all of those with you.:-D
When you can remember 30 years of projects but not your kids names!
you have spent the entire day waist deep in water, mud, thorns and/or one form or another of all of it, lugging around equipment, water, maps, collectors and a bag of accessories to come home and your wife meets you as you step out of the truck to hose you off and change clothes before allowing you to enter the house.
Man this is the life. B-)
:good:
It is soooo hard to stop myself from doing that.
I found a whole 5 gallon bucket of cotton picker spindles all over the yard, driven, as "Survey Markers". This was Big Help no. 2! No. one did it with RR spikes. And, even made his own GPS, with bamboo, and all kinds of accoutrements! Even makes the "Coord stored" sound, so well, that others in conventions think they are hearing a DC working.
Gads. I have been putting up with all that! And, I don't have the heart to stop them!
N
You set up the robot to lay out the footings for a three tread stair to the barn in the backyard, just cuz you have it.
You put a HiperLite antennae on your riding lawnmoer so you can get a topo while you cut the grass.
