That one Tuesday last fall when every single measurement I called out was off by a quarter inch

We were framing a tricky dormer on a house in Portland and I kept yelling dimensions to my guy Carlos without double checking, and by the end of the day we had to rip out three roof trusses because my numbers were all wrong, has anyone else had a day where your brain just checked out like that?

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andrew_wood722d ago

Holy crap, three roof trusses? That is a brutal day right there. I've messed up counts on keg deliveries before but nothing that costs that kind of time and money. Your guy Carlos must have the patience of a saint. I would have been throwing my tape measure across the yard if someone kept feeding me wrong numbers like that.