There’s nothing quite like the smell of burning rebar first thing in the morning.
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Jim, I once worked at a terminal that received rebar by the truck and train car load, stacked it up and eventually loaded onto barges for transport down to the Caribbean. It was back-breaking work and I pretty much hated it. But somtimes you gotta do what it takes to pay the bills.
If you’re messing with that stuff, I feel for you!
Fortunately, I don’t have to on this one, though I’ve certainly done my fair share of those kinds of jobs. It’s just that there’s a lot of construction work being done around Purdue’s campus right now, and yesterday I had to walk past an area where they were cutting the stuff. Not the most pleasant of smells, let me tell you.