Greenhouse Sprinklers

Last year I spent a few weeks helping a friend tidy up three acres of greenhousing on a farm he'd just taken on. They had not been used for a year or so and on the first day I just started to clear the concrete pathways and weed the beds.

I'd been working for almost an hour when the sprinkler system suddenly came on. I got quite damp before dashing out to the yard. After 10 minutes it stopped.

I hunted around for the controls but found nothing in the greenhouse and no stopcock either so eventually went back to my work.

An hour later the sprinklers came on again and as it was so hot under the glass in the sun, I carried on working and just got soaked to the skin. It was quite refreshing and a new experience to work in wet clothes.

The sprinklers seemed to be on a regular timer of switching on for ten or fifteen minutes every hour or so, drenching me regularly. With the heat of the sun it gave the whole place a really tropical feeling.

When my friend spoke to the agent for the seller they eventually found out that all the controls and timer were in the adjoining farmhouse.

By that time I had decided to just get wet each day and enjoyed my work wearing just some old jeans and a t-shirt, getting soaked to the skin every hour for the three weeks I was there. Great fun.

I did a landscaping job for a family friend's business during holidays when at uni. After his foreman found out that I was a friend of the boss he gave me all the mucky and wet jobs to do a sort of test I suppose to see if I'd complain.

It took him until the end of that first season to realise that I enjoyed getting soaked "by accident" when he was watering the new planting and claimed not to see me in the way, or when he swung a digger round and I had to jump into a still muddy pond to avoid getting hit.

He apparantly told the boss that I must be daft for not complaining at being made to work all day whilst wearing sodden or mud heavy jeans, boots and tee shirt etc.

It was great fun and I always looked forward to those periods of work, the money wasn't bad either for an impoverished student.

Wet Landscaper

I work for a landscaper during the summer and I am always getting wet either by just working outside in the rain or watering plants, planting shrubs etc.

We are required to wear jeans and have company T-shirts. We also have to wear workboots for safety reasons. I have three pairs because one or two are always drying out.

My boss has figured out I don't mind getting wet so he is always sending me to the most wet or muddy jobs. So my clothes are wet most of the time.

For my lunch break I change into dry clothes to go to the canteen. It doesn't take long after lunch until they find a way way to get me soaking wet again.

This is a great summer job and when I graduate from college, I might start my own landscape company.

Among other things, I work with a partner on fountains. Whenever possible, we manage to get as wet as we can. We always wear dark Levis STF 501 and boots on the job, along with a long-sleeve shirt.

Sometimes I "accidentally" open the wrong valve and get wet down in the equipment vault. Other times I have to reach down into a pool to clear a drain, getting my shirt soaked, which then runs down into my Levis.

The best times are when I work on the fountain in the middle of a lake. No one can see me and the only way you can adjust the nozzles is to have then running. The water pool is 32 inches deep and if I wear hip boots they just flood, making it difficult to get around, so I just jump in wearing my 501s and boots.

I've been soaked for hours working out there when we were building the fountain. On a hot sunny day it feels great.