Today I went to the manual junk.
Always thought it was a one-time tool for simple work. For example, «clearing» the bar, cut off the board discovering from the formwork, quickly break the sheet of plywood. And today I drove. We arrived home from the next babble into the village, picked up, carefully blocked the dust from my macita learners and even stroked.
The reason for suddenly surging love is simple.
I found out how much the simple rustic man earns using just a simple manual jigsaw. No, of course, he still has a circular, drill and grinding machine, but 99% of all work he makes the usual manual jigsaw!
And the history of this person, a simple Russian peasant, is no less simple than twice two. In the 18th year, Sergey remained without work from the word at all. Where to get up when everyone is put up for the gate? I stood up as unemployed, only the benefits that he paid enough exactly half of the utility payments.
What to do in the city of carpenter at the height of the crisis, where 70% of jobs are tied to the plant? The employment service proposes to be returned to the baker with a future salary just above the benefits.
In my opinion, Sergey received the only correct decision in this situation: gathered things, passed the city apartment acquaintances, and he moved to a semi-bright village in two hours from his native magnet. There he had a small house, which remained from his parents.
Money from the delivery of the apartment was enough for a communal car in the village, part of the intake ensured the neckside. But all this could not be called life — it was existence.
Find a job Sergey helped the wind.
Yes, yes, yes, it was the wind that broke the glass in one of the windows and Sergey had to change it. And once changed, you can wash.
Washed … still ugly.
The house is old, it would not hurt to paint the frame. Painted.
And I also took and decorated the frames with beautiful false platbands.
The house was transformed. Instead of the subheaded windows, an old house appeared a soul, which looked at the world with large open eyes.
And a few days later he knocked the gate of the servo house. One of the townspeople-dacnis, who lived on a local ruble, driving past the beautiful «Haupka» saw new platbands and wanted something like something like.
After a half weeks, all windows of his chopped palace decorated with new platbands. From the moment he did not take place and the week so that someone from the locals or summer residents from the ruble knocked on Sergey, and from a small barn, in which the hero of the story launched his workshop during the day and night a noise of the working tool was distributed.
For two years, almost a third of the village acquired new platbands — more than 150 houses!
And not a single repeating!
About the wizard who gives the house at home, found out in the neighboring villages. Come and ordered even from other areas. I found out from Sergey, it is possible to make such platbands to the house.
Only the queue is painted until April 21.
You know, this work did not give Sergey some ultrahigh, fantastic earnings. He does not row millions, does not remove motivating rollers, does not hurt himself in the chest, which he is successful — they might from scratch created his business.
He does not need it.
He even asked him not to photograph.
This work gave him just one thing: confidence in tomorrow.
Isn’t a man something in addition to this …