Before I got into guns, my hobbies were being in rock bands, and riding motorcycles.
Every band I was ever in, and this is mostly my fault because this is just how I do things, rehearsed at Motorhead concert volume. Around the time my last band peaked I was working this job pile driving huge steel girders into the ground for elevated train towers with a hydraulic hammer mounted to a crane. We were either driving steel, or drilling rock with these pneumatic drills run off a 1000hp air compressor mounted to a flat deck train car.
I was always pretty happy about how little hearing loss I had - I mean I had tinnitus, obviously, pretty badly, but it never seemed like a huge deal, which was just amazing to me because I'd subjected myself to inside-a-jet-engine noise for years and years and years. I couldn't really understand how I'd gotten away with it, but somehow, I hadn't gone deaf.
Then covid hit, everyone put something in front of their mouths, and simultaneously chose that exact moment to sound like the Charlie Brown teacher every time they talk to me. I was in a bar on the weekend because my friend was playing a show and holy cow...I mean I can manage if there's not much other sound but the bartender told me to enjoy the show and I had to get her to repeat herself about eight times, leaning closer each time, before I figured out what the hell she was saying.
Granted, she had made absolutely fantastic selections in both the "plastic surgeon" and "shirt coverage" categories so if you're worried about losing your hearing, there are silver linings if you look hard enough. For long enough.
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Originally Posted by Hambo
