Last year, when I moved back to Missouri. The first job I found was temp labor at a local factory which made metal shelves like you see at big box stores holding product. It was a rough, hot, generally unpleasant job that I left as soon as I started driving the school bus.

My recent conversation with Aaron about bicycle quality made me realize that I picked up a major skill while working there though. I never did learn to weld, but I did learn to spot bad welding. Until Aaron mentioned the bad welds on his Huffy Cranbrook, it had never occurred to me that I should be looking for that kind of thing.

While I hope to never have to do that kind of work ever again, I am thankful that I was able to learn something useful because of it.