Today’s Thoughts on No-Skill Ladder Holders
May 1st, 2006

People love shortcuts.
In fact, if you were to give someone a choice between a half-cooked omlette and a pan, some eggs, cheese and chives and a stove and ask them if they’d rather risk getting salmonella poisoning or cook their own food, they’d probably try their luck at the already half-cooked egg dish. It’s a matter of people in society preferring to do the least possible amount of work but still getting results in the process…
Which brings us to no-skill ladder holders.
Have you ever noticed that whenever there’s work to do that involves nailing or hammering or hanging or securing or floating or chopping or painting or lugging — the no-skill ladder holder is always quick to claim the job of ladder-holder before anyone else can? Have you ever noticed that when there’s a ladder nearby, the N.S.L.H. is always leaning on the ladder, getting ready to say something intelligently-stupid like:
“Now we gotta be safe here when we do this so…why don’t I hold the ladder?”
And then you, with your hanging-hammer belt and your helmet with the light on top of it, start climbing up the ladder thinking to yourself something like, “Thank god this ladder holder was here or I’d probably fall off the ladder while trying to nail up this thing onto this thing.”
WFME Ladder Realization #1: “Ladders aren’t meant to fall.”
It’s true — ladders are actually created in a tripod like manner so that when you’re standing atop the ladder, it won’t fall over. That’s right, no matter if there’s some guy lightly resting his hands on the metal legs of the ladder — if you were going to fall off and break your head open there’s nothing Mr. Ladder Holder could do. Yet there he stands, with his hands lightly brushing up against the ladder-steps, with you standing high atop the metal giant, feeling so much safer because you know who is doing his you know what.
No-skill ladder holders should really be called lazy self-conscious wannabes.
In my day and age I’ve even known some no-skill ladder holders to casually bump up against the ladder while they’re “holding it in place” in order to give the illusion that said-ladder isn’t so secure, but thankfully they’re in place down there making sure it’s not going to wobble and fall over while you’re on top. I’ve heard stories about no-skill ladder holders holding a ladder with one hand and “bracing themselves with their other hand” by grabbing onto the edge of a house or car. There are old yarns that people tell about the time a no-skill ladder holder actually pushed over the ladder someone was standing on just so he could catch his ladder-climber because the ladder-climber had become suspicious that the need for a ladder-holder wasn’t necessary… But that no-skill ladder holder, afraid the jig was about to be up, did what any no-skill ladder holder would do to survive…
They control the world with fear.
You may fall. You may break your head open. The poor crafstmanship of the ladder is more than obvious. No mere mortal is meant to stand that high without someone spotting them from below. Yes, the reasons for the existence of the no-skill ladder holder are plentiful. And you’ll know when you meet a N.S.L.H. for they will have a thousand reasons why you need a spotter and a million reasons why they, themselves, shouldn’t be making lemonade instead.
Do I mean to vilify the no-skill ladder holder? No. Is my quest to cart out the no-skill ladder holders for all the world to see just how little they do? Perhaps. Do I hope to take down the entire underworld of no-skill ladder holders in one full swoop by posting this reality check on this blog?
Yes.
Think about all the times it was just you and a friend trying to put up those rain gutters. Think about how long it took to do it because your friend insisted that he be the ladder holder while you do all the work. Think about all the times you had a ton of mirrors to hang in your living room but Mrs. No-Skill Ladder Holder insisted that she hold the ladder instead of get up there next to you and cut the work time in half. Think about all the moments in which you stood atop a ladder, without anyone nearby, and realized that the ladder was pretty damn sturdy without anyone holding it at the base.
You may have laughed a little laugh to yourself when you realized the true reality of the world.
Startling, isn’t it?



I beg to differ. If my dad’s friend, John, had employeed the help of a ladder holder while he was painting the top of a 3rd story house about 20 years ago, he may still be here to argue this post with you.
Sorry to start the comments on such a grim contradiction.
Comment by Jacquie — May 1, 2006 @ 9:15 am
Yikes! That was grim.
Comment by Pauly D — May 1, 2006 @ 9:18 am
Actually, in defense of your post, I do agree somewhat with thier being no need for a holder of tripod style ladders.
I think maybe an addendum would be appropriate here.
John was on the straight up and down style that lean against the house. If someone hadn’t popped out the window right next to where he was standing, and startled him, he most likely would have been fine and I don’t think any ladder holder could have really helped in that instance so I guess you can just complete ignore my previous post. Once again, you are right (as usual). You’re good at covering the bases!
Comment by Jacquie — May 1, 2006 @ 9:22 am
Yah, just call me Debbie Downer.
Comment by Jacquie — May 1, 2006 @ 9:24 am
Ooh, I would really rather cook my own eggs. And I do like a wannabe “holding” my ladder, so if and when I do fall (lord knows the wannabe isn’t doing anything substantial to prevent it) the wannabe can go call 911.
Comment by Susan — May 1, 2006 @ 9:51 am
I must know, who is that wannabe in the picture?
Comment by Susan — May 1, 2006 @ 9:52 am
Susan - That’s my Uncle Jesper.
Comment by Pauly D — May 1, 2006 @ 9:54 am
You’re topics just keep getting zanier. Which wannabe pushed you over the edge and inspired you to write this post?
That said, I have to agree that, as most ladders are a good deal heavier than the NSLH, their jobs are quite meaningless.
Comment by Janet — May 1, 2006 @ 11:47 am
“they control the world with fear”
ha ha.
Comment by ms. sizzle — May 1, 2006 @ 12:00 pm
I may have laughed… if I wasn’t crippled by fear because I was on a ladder and those things scare the HELL out of me.
Comment by Bre — May 1, 2006 @ 12:58 pm
Strangely, while I was on the ladder this afternoon, the mailman delivered my new copy of “The Lost Blogs” by Paul Davidson! I almost fell…thank God I have one of those tripod style ladders.
Comment by Karl — May 1, 2006 @ 12:59 pm
I just stay the heck away from ladders. Yes, my world is controlled by fear, on so many levels.
Paul, you have an Uncle Jesper? I have a nephew named Jesper. That means you and I are practically related.
(See, this is what happens when I can’t refrain from leaving a comment even though I have nothing relevant to say.)
Comment by the swede — May 1, 2006 @ 2:14 pm
I almost fell off a ladder today hanging up a sign in the office, but I didn’t. And no one was there holding the ladder. Which means you are right or pure evil. CURSE YOU PAULY D!
Comment by meme — May 1, 2006 @ 5:00 pm
I tried using one of those ladders shown in the info commercials once. No NSLH needed, let’s just say I am now a Soprano.
Comment by mikey — May 1, 2006 @ 6:28 pm
I hope, for your sake, the leadership of the ladder holders union does not see this.
They are not a group that takes kindly to this kind of defamation.
Comment by Dean — May 3, 2006 @ 10:52 am
Dean - I welcome those ladder holding bastards to come after me. You tell them I’m ready with my stepladder.
Comment by Pauly D — May 3, 2006 @ 11:13 am
Well, let me just say it’s a good thing these people are so lazy and have no skills. Otherwise, you could be in a world of hurt.
They prefer a more passive-agressive approach. The next time some guy flips you off on the freeway or somebody cuts in line in front of you at the supermarket, you can bet they’re just N.S.L.H’s in disguise.
Comment by Dean — May 3, 2006 @ 11:43 am