White Machines

We’ve been here at 59 Rama Road for a good while now. The industrial area is always noisy, but that’s just how it is around here. Most mornings start with the same sound of the gate opening and the machines warming up. It’s a bit dusty, especially when the trucks roll by outside, but we don’t mind much. It’s where the work happens. We handle different machine parts and fix things up when they break. It isn't fancy. There’s grease on the floor and tools scattered on the benches, but everyone knows where everything is. Sometimes the power cuts out for a bit, so we just take a break and sit outside until it comes back on. You get used to the rhythm of this place. We aren't trying to change the world or anything; we just want to make sure the equipment leaves here working right. My father used to say that a solid machine is better than a thousand words, and I guess that stuck. People come in from all over the area looking for specific parts or just some advice on a project they're stuck on. We talk, look at the drawings, and we get to it. It’s simple work. Just keeping things moving at the industrial area. Some days are longer than others, especially when a big order comes in, but we just put our heads down and get it done. It’s a grind, but the morning tea usually helps us get started before the sun gets high.