That's five engineers, three surveyors and two veterinarians walk into a bar and........
The thread a couple of days ago about the architect, engineer and surveyor brought this thought to mind.
The kicker to my little story is that 10 people didn't walk into a bar, only five did.
Three are both engineers and surveyors and the other two are both engineers and veterinarians. One of the engineers/veterinarians has two brothers who are also engineers Both of the engineers/veterinarians obtained the engineering degree first, then the veterinarian degree. One of those no longer works at either engineering or veterinarian pursuits but, instead, assists his wife, a pharmacist, managing a small town drug store. The three engineers/surveyors all work in both areas. One of those guys is me.
Once upon a time (what a great way to start a true story) I purchased a farm from one of the other engineers/surveyors, but only part of it. So we had the third engineer/surveyor perform the survey of the split while we, buyer and seller, ran the rod and set bars per his direction. We had all been in school together and had all worked at the same place at the same time a few years prior to the land sale. All of us have worked as a County Engineer and County Surveyor at some time in our career.
Even better, during the 13 year period between the end of marriage number one and the start of marriage number two, I dated an engineer for a few years. Also a P.E., by the way. One of her sisters was also an engineer married to another engineer. The fine lady I dated ended up marrying another engineer and living happily ever after. (how's that for a great way to end a true story)
> That's five engineers, three surveyors and two veterinarians walk into a bar and........
I worked on a job last year involving a dispute over ownership of a tree that had fallen with fatal results. During one of my trips to the site -- I was there on 8 different days spread out over about 3 months -- there were 2 land surveyors, 2 attorneys, 2 arborists, 1 forester and a 2-person video crew, all scrambling around the fallen tree on the side of a steep ravine. (Well, the attorneys weren't doing any scrambling, they sat on their butts all day and swapped war stories.) I kept thinking about the magnitude of the cumulative chargeout rate...
That's a good story Mr Cow. Funny how as lives cross paths, time still goes on.
I dated an RLS one summer. Kinda weird, but good that she lived on the other side of the state. Best one I remember though was some gal finishing up her doctorate in Psychology and had to submit her thesis. Her employer wanted her to write her own job description & update her resume so she could get a big raise when she got her pHD.
I just laughed, ok I'll review what you've got.... kinda flippantly since she was the friggin shrink. Only been surveying for lots of years and had my own business for about 10 at the time, so yea.. I'm good at peopleizing situations. I almost ran out of red ink with her handywork that I would have been embarrassed to submit to anybody. It looked like a 7th grader wrote it. Small world, eh
