I know a man named Kostya, he is about 40-45 years old. He's crushing walls, cutting and sharping bricks and stones, mixing cement slurry all the days long. He doesn't have a leather chair, 29-inch display, tablet and cookies. He wears dirty clothes and old sneakers.
How do you think, does he admire his job?
I'll tell you more about him. He uses bricks and stones to create the best fireplaces in the region. Each is unique. Each is made to fit specific house taking into account the interior, house height and the owner's vision. Each gets into the portfolio. Kostya knows everything about bricks types, arch masonry, tube constitution and traction. His fireplaces don't smoke, warm the houses and flame up fast.
With his partner-designer they create awesome facades of any styles – from baroque to high-tech. They select only projects they are interested in and have a 4-year queue of orders. The wall of their workshop is covered with photographs of them with happy customers, champagne and brand new fireplaces.
So how do you think now, does he admire his job?