Little Johnnie was walking home from school one day and saw a group of guys building a house. He was intrigued and wanted to stay and watch the workers construct the house, but he had gotten a bad report card during the last six weeks grading period at school and had been ordered by his parents to come directly home from school each day, do his home work and focus on his studies... so he left the construction site and went home.

Upon walking in the front door, Johnnie's mother confronted him and immediately asked "Well, how was school today, Johnnie?" Johnnie stated that school was "Okay", but quickly and emphatically responded with " But Mom - Mom! When I was walking home I saw these guys building a house and it was really cool!!! Can I please go back and watch them?!"

Johnnie's mother replied "No. Remember your bad report card? Get upstairs and start doing your homework."

So Johnnie trudged upstairs to his room and sat down at his desk. He was all bummed out, but what could he do...

In the meantime, Johnnie's mother gets to thinking about what the kid had said and her negative response to him... she thinks "Well, the kid's not doing well scholastically... perhaps he might do well learning a Trade."

So she goes upstairs (Johnnie hears her coming and puts away the comic book) and says to Johnnie "Alright -- if you want to go and watch the guys build the house you can go ahead and go -- but I want you to be careful, pay attention and try to learn something and be back here in one hour and tell me what you learned."

Johnnie says "OK!!! Thanks Mom!!!!" and bolts out of the house.

An hour later Johnnie comes home and his mother immediately confronts him and says "Well, Johnnie? Did you learn anything about how to build a house?" Johnnie immediately replied: "Oh Hell yeah, Mom! First you take the goddam circular saw and cut a big, fuckin' hole in the side of the fuckin' wall so that you can put the goddam window in. We had to wait on those cocksuckers from the building supply to deliver the son of a bitchin' windows. cost us a half a fuckin' hour!!" "And then the dumbass building inspector fuckin' showed up, that asshole!".

But Johnnie's mother (appalled by his newly found form of communication) stopped him and said "Johnnie!!! You learned the wrong thing!!! Go outside right now and cut me a switch!!!"

To which Johnnie immediately replied: "Go to Hell,Switches,that's the fuckin' electrician's job!"

....and three weeks later, Little Johnny could sit down again.

Variations on a theme;asked his mom to hold one end of the chalk line;move it just a cunt hair to the right,aw fuck it,good enough for the sob who's gonna live here.

back in the 60's, when I was a
welder's helper
pipe fitters helper
scaffold builder,
it was a " sweet sixteenth of a cunt hair"
Best
GWB

i think a RCH is actually a measurement...

On a similar note, there was a crew doing some much needed renovation to a convent and as you might imagine the language could get pretty coarse.

Eventually, the Mother Superior went to have a talk with the foreman and the workers language and the foreman explained it by saying "My men are the salt of the earth, and it is just in their nature to call a spade a spade".

And the Mother Superior says, "But they don't, they call it a fucking shovel".