Gravdigr
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Basically this is an essay about a bunch of random crap that entered my head and I had to put somewhere.
So I have been working in my wifes families small business since I was 18, so going on 14 years now. We run 2 cemeteries and dig graves in a third. We also have a monument company making headstones. I started at the bottom apprenticing as a sandblaster and worked my way up to running the stencil press, designing and laying out the headstones, then salesman. At this point my brother in law quit headed for greener pastures (funny he wound up moving back in with his parents and has been mooching off them for the last 8 years).
Anyway after he left I took over running the city office until I finally convinced my father in law to close it and move manufacturing to our rural community as the city office was hemorrhaging money at an alarming rate, which I discovered was due to my brother in law imbezzeling money from the company.
So we moved our manufacturing into a building we put up right next to my house in the cemetery. Shortly after this happened our gravedigger quit. The gravedigger was also responsible for pouring the cement foundations that go under the headstones we sell as well as setting the headstones and keeping the cemetery mown. So being the hands on guy I am I took over his jobs as well.
So now basically I am the only person in my wifes family business to ever have done every job associated with what we do. I can't say I didn't kind of plan it since it made me indispensible. Without me, there is no business.
Now this april my wife and I finally got full ownership of the company. My wife, god love her, even saw fit to put my name in the company so instead of Waring Monuments we are Waring-Burket monuments. Now as a business co-owner (we split it 50%-50% her and I) I find I have a problem. For the last 10 years or so I did everything but run the show. My father in law hired part time help in the summer but most of those guys were close to useless. What's happening now is I'm finding myself saddled with a ton of other responsibilities. I forgot to mention when my dad died 2 years ago I had to petition the court for full guardianship over my mother as she is a bi-polar paranoid schizophrenic.
So I am finding I do not have the time to get all my work done. This means I have to get a worker to do some of my jobs. I am having a serious problem with this as I don't trust anyone else to do my job and do it correct. When I do have a worker installing a foundation and I'm sitting in the office making phone calls and such all my mind is on is what my worker is doing to the point I have to leave and go check on him.
I know some of this is a trust issue I have after seeing how much my brother in law imbezzeled from his parents with no remorse at all (he almost bankrupted a 90 year old business in it's 4th generation). I have also watched some of the yo-yos that worked for my father in law over the years and saw what he didn't. I would watch him send them out to a cemetery to dig and pour a 36"x14"x30" deep foundation for a headstone and only come back with 1 wheelbarrow of dirt on the truck. Done correctly that foundation should have been 3-4 wheelbarrows of dirt. The problem is once the foundation is poured there is no way to check how deep it was dug unless you remove the foundation or when the stone starts to sink and tilt in a few years.
I have been through dozens of workers in my time here and most of them were, to use a polite word, slow. Not to sound conceited but I am of above average intellegence and never really realized it. Every job I learned I picked up very fast, often teaching myself. Then when I started training workers I had to let some go for stupid stuff, one guy could not figure out how to lay out a grave no matter how many times I showed him.....he couldn't learn to use a tape measure
Others were just lazy or worked one day and never came back. One young guy I worked on and tried to help all summer. He was a young kid (22) who had gotten in trouble a lot and had problems with alcoholism and xanax. The summer he worked for me I got him cleaned up. During the week he was too tired after work to go drinking limiting his partying. His parents even commented about it to me. Then winter came around and we did our layoff as we do every year. I promised this boy a full time job the next year as well as a car he could have for personal use. I loaned him money over the winter to keep him going until work started again. The fool that I am I didn't realize he was using the money for booze and pills. He stiffed me on paying it back and did not return to work this year. Hence another trust issue.
Now it seems I may have struck gold. I have this kid working here this year. He's only 24 and everyone else in his family is a waste of life, yet this kid is a worker constantly trying to better his life rather than coasting along. He recently became a daddy and is petitioning for full custody of his child from his girlfriend who he caught cheating on him and shooting heroin. I tested him by loaning him some money to buy a used car. And to 'help him out' I told him we'll put the car in my name and insure it on my insurance which saved him $120 a month. It also meant if the loan was not repaid at least I had the title to the car. Well he paid me back fast and has never been late with an insurance payment. And yesterday when he showed up for work he brought me coffee
Usually it's me buying them coffee.
I don't want to get my hopes up but I think this guy is a keeper as a worker, and he's turning into a pretty good friend. My wife and I cannot have kids and her brother is gay so it seems the family business will end with us. But maybe I found someone capable and deserving of taking over when we retire.
Yet even with all this I just get this knot in my stonach every time I think about sending out a worker to install a foundation, dig a grave, or set a headstone. At this point I still will not send a worker(s) out to do a job unless I am with them. I will say that while the pay is definitely better as an owner, I really preferred getting my hands dirty and doing the work myself. Sitting in the office is like torture.
Thanks for reading my rambling. If you made it this far I am very impressed.
So I have been working in my wifes families small business since I was 18, so going on 14 years now. We run 2 cemeteries and dig graves in a third. We also have a monument company making headstones. I started at the bottom apprenticing as a sandblaster and worked my way up to running the stencil press, designing and laying out the headstones, then salesman. At this point my brother in law quit headed for greener pastures (funny he wound up moving back in with his parents and has been mooching off them for the last 8 years).
Anyway after he left I took over running the city office until I finally convinced my father in law to close it and move manufacturing to our rural community as the city office was hemorrhaging money at an alarming rate, which I discovered was due to my brother in law imbezzeling money from the company.
So we moved our manufacturing into a building we put up right next to my house in the cemetery. Shortly after this happened our gravedigger quit. The gravedigger was also responsible for pouring the cement foundations that go under the headstones we sell as well as setting the headstones and keeping the cemetery mown. So being the hands on guy I am I took over his jobs as well.
So now basically I am the only person in my wifes family business to ever have done every job associated with what we do. I can't say I didn't kind of plan it since it made me indispensible. Without me, there is no business.
Now this april my wife and I finally got full ownership of the company. My wife, god love her, even saw fit to put my name in the company so instead of Waring Monuments we are Waring-Burket monuments. Now as a business co-owner (we split it 50%-50% her and I) I find I have a problem. For the last 10 years or so I did everything but run the show. My father in law hired part time help in the summer but most of those guys were close to useless. What's happening now is I'm finding myself saddled with a ton of other responsibilities. I forgot to mention when my dad died 2 years ago I had to petition the court for full guardianship over my mother as she is a bi-polar paranoid schizophrenic.
So I am finding I do not have the time to get all my work done. This means I have to get a worker to do some of my jobs. I am having a serious problem with this as I don't trust anyone else to do my job and do it correct. When I do have a worker installing a foundation and I'm sitting in the office making phone calls and such all my mind is on is what my worker is doing to the point I have to leave and go check on him.
I know some of this is a trust issue I have after seeing how much my brother in law imbezzeled from his parents with no remorse at all (he almost bankrupted a 90 year old business in it's 4th generation). I have also watched some of the yo-yos that worked for my father in law over the years and saw what he didn't. I would watch him send them out to a cemetery to dig and pour a 36"x14"x30" deep foundation for a headstone and only come back with 1 wheelbarrow of dirt on the truck. Done correctly that foundation should have been 3-4 wheelbarrows of dirt. The problem is once the foundation is poured there is no way to check how deep it was dug unless you remove the foundation or when the stone starts to sink and tilt in a few years.
I have been through dozens of workers in my time here and most of them were, to use a polite word, slow. Not to sound conceited but I am of above average intellegence and never really realized it. Every job I learned I picked up very fast, often teaching myself. Then when I started training workers I had to let some go for stupid stuff, one guy could not figure out how to lay out a grave no matter how many times I showed him.....he couldn't learn to use a tape measure
Now it seems I may have struck gold. I have this kid working here this year. He's only 24 and everyone else in his family is a waste of life, yet this kid is a worker constantly trying to better his life rather than coasting along. He recently became a daddy and is petitioning for full custody of his child from his girlfriend who he caught cheating on him and shooting heroin. I tested him by loaning him some money to buy a used car. And to 'help him out' I told him we'll put the car in my name and insure it on my insurance which saved him $120 a month. It also meant if the loan was not repaid at least I had the title to the car. Well he paid me back fast and has never been late with an insurance payment. And yesterday when he showed up for work he brought me coffee
I don't want to get my hopes up but I think this guy is a keeper as a worker, and he's turning into a pretty good friend. My wife and I cannot have kids and her brother is gay so it seems the family business will end with us. But maybe I found someone capable and deserving of taking over when we retire.
Yet even with all this I just get this knot in my stonach every time I think about sending out a worker to install a foundation, dig a grave, or set a headstone. At this point I still will not send a worker(s) out to do a job unless I am with them. I will say that while the pay is definitely better as an owner, I really preferred getting my hands dirty and doing the work myself. Sitting in the office is like torture.
Thanks for reading my rambling. If you made it this far I am very impressed.