Just realized the worst job I ever had taught me the most
I mean, it was this Tuesday in early March, right after that big snow melt in Buffalo. Got a call for a routine cleaning at a 1920s brick colonial. The homeowner said it was 'a bit blocked.' Idk, maybe it's just me but that's always a red flag. Got up on the roof, dropped the brush, and it stopped after maybe two feet. Spent the next four hours with rods, a camera, and finally a specialized carbide-tipped drill bit from my truck to break through what turned out to be a solid, three-inch thick slab of creosote and concrete-like soot that had basically turned into a chimney plug. My arms were shaking by the end. It was miserable, but I learned more about diagnosing weird obstructions in that one afternoon than in the past three years. Has anyone else had a single, awful job that actually made you way better at this?