I've known a few guys that were only children.
Guys like you were the norm. He was then, what the millenials are now.
I'll give you guys another story:
WARNING: NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR BEVERAGES SPRAYED ON KEYBOARDS!
The guys name is Ken.
He had a Suzuki Samurai. Always tinkering with it in some effort to make himself appear more manly. (Yeah, he had issues)
His next door neighbor (also a coworker) was telling us that Ken had borrowed his 115v wire feed welder to weld on a glass pack type muffler. This was done on a Sunday afternoon, and the story was told first thing Monday morning out by the roach coach before we started work.
Ken was one of those guys that was ALWAYS anywhere from 5 to 15 minutes late for work.
Buzzer goes off and we all head inside and start the day.
About an hour later, I headed over to the paint booth the grab some parts. On the way, I pass Ken.
Ken is holding an ice pack in his hand.
Knowing I'd hear something stupid, I ask about the ice pack. He shows me a HUGE blister on his hand. The entire pad of his hand is burned.
Seems that he'd driven the Samurai the 4 or 5 miles to the freeway, and the muffler fell off on the on ramp. Ken stopped and kicked it to the side of the road. Then, not wanting to lose the muffler, he picked it up!
I laughed at him and told him that most guys keep a pair of gloves in their 4 wheeler.
Numb-nuts then tells me that he has gloves in the Samurai, but he was afraid that he'd burn them on the hot muffler....