What I do for a living.

I tame The Roar.

This morning, I got to work and put my earplugs in, then entered the Chamber of The Source of The Roar, and awakened it into Growl Mode. I flipped the mode switch from Growl to Roar after two minutes of warmup, and my eardrums were rewarded with a increase in the bass tones of the growl, and a deafening shriek which is normal for the transition from from Growl Mode to Full Blown Roar.

Using a series of control boxes, a computer and a quarter million Watts of electrical power, I heat The Roar, change it's volume, squeeze it through bits of metal, and make it work for me. The Roar is my daily companion, co-workers and clients have to shout to be heard over it's constant presence. Some days, I have to tame The Roar to a quiet hiss, others, I let it drown out all other sounds as I live for eight hours immersed in it, as if it were an angry, audible sea.

There are days that The Roar is moving so hot and fast that it burns my fingers, and I have to wear two pairs of thick leather gloves to avoid a trip to the hospital. Some days the roar heats up the work room to over one hundred and twenty five degrees fahrenheit. In the winter The Roar keeps me cozy warm.

Clients pay to have their products subjected to The Roar, and as a Roar Tamer, as I redirect it through a myriad of pipes, I bend it to my will. Clients actually (I find this amazing) take me and the Centrist CCW to dinner, all to learn more about The Roar, and hear tales about taming it. Some have even offered to move me and Centrist CCW across the country, and pay me handsomely to tame their Roars.

The worst days on the job come in two types, Silent Days, when The Roar is broken, and days when Client's Roars are misbehaving.

Silence at work means dirty hands and a careful avoidance of high voltage, while The Inner Workings of The Roar are repaired.

A frantic call from a Client means that elsewhere, money is being lost, and A Roar refuses to be tamed. Unfortunately, problems with a sound as loud as The Roar are hard to diagnose over the phone, you have to immerse yourself in the sound, feel the noise beat your ribcage, let it move the hairs on your head, watch the Mirage of heat it creates.