Venue’s New Building

This Fall Venue Church is opening our brand new building at 2920 Kingsview Blvd Airdrie!
When we started Venue four years ago we couldn’t have imagined being positioned to purchase a new building at this stage, particularly following the plague years, but God has been good and people very generous. 
Also we run a tight budget, just ask my staff if I freak out about every dollar…
I have a background in the trades (electrician) which is a little unusual for a pastor (but then again there may be a few more things that would qualify as “unusual”), so doing a complete buildout inside our new five commercial bays is not a complete, scary mystery. 
Like any good tradesperson I’m a great trash talker. As we prep the building plans and start gathering anybody who wants to make a difference on site the mild insults are already flying. 
If you’ve only worked in a polite office where people reserved their comments about you to the water cooler when you’re not there, the trades world is refreshingly different. I asked a very capable lady working in an office full of trades people one time what it was like versus a corporate office? 
“Oh” she said, “I LOVE it here! There’s just no politics! Everybody speaks their minds! Sure it can be a bit direct, but then it always seems to work out.”
Yeah Erin (my wife), that’s what we’re doin. Working stuff out!
Erin worked very different careers than I did before pastoring, now she has the (un)enviable job of working with/for/(not sure somedays) me at Venue. Her past jobs including working for the government in labs on military bases, and working union for Canada Post (not to mention all her jobs in high school before kids were emancipated and had everything handed to them for nothing:). 
Her careers? Politics. Oh. My. Goodness. 
I entered the trades world immediately after high school. Fewer politics and no “hurt feelings reports”, if you wanted a job that is. 
Correction, we did have a stack of Hurt Feelings Reports in one shop I worked in for over a decade, but they were the mock up ones that started with “The big meanie who hurt my feelings did it on yyyy/mo/day” etc etc. 
If somebody yelled at you, you put in in an emotional box and kept working. 
Not that that was super fun either, but it was definitely my experience until we climbed the ladder and added a bit of human resources to getting jobs done. I always felt like maybe people didn’t work their best when being screamed at, which was pretty new thinking back then. 
Get a bunch of Venue trades guys together and watch the sarcastic comments start coming… 
“Leave it to a mechanic to fix an electrician’s problem” said Edwards while I was grabbing my electrical meter to troubleshoot why a garage door sensor wasn’t working. He just put his beefy hand and twisted the whole track, heard a click from the sensor and wouldn’t you know, the door close button worked!
Don’t be mad at him, he’s a mechanic and lacks the intelligence to really understand “why electricity does things”, so God gave him big arms to twist garage door tracks. 
It begins. 
Plumbers will take shots at electricians. Electricians will take shots at tin bashers which they won’t hear because no one thought to wear ear plugs while smashing giant tin drums all day. Nobody will take shots at concrete guys because we feel sorry for them. 
Drywallers will sing loud songs so they don’t stop and think “Can my body physically lift this??”
I walked into a Ramada we were building once and the only guy in the whole pool/waterslide area was a drywaller yelling “I AM NOT CRAZY!!!” over and over. He also drove a van with a giant mural of Krusty the Clown painted on it, which doesn’t exactly scream “I’m perfectly sane!”, so his rant in the pool area has context. 
In trades school someone had scratched “Pull for plumber’s ticket” (journeyman ticket) on the toilet paper holder, indicated how hard could school for plumbers really be?
Next year the plumbers struck back by scratching out “plumbers ticket” and replacing it with “elektritions ticket”. 
Touché. (Complete with proper accent because… well…:)
A first year’s plumbing final exam can be challenged of course, if you don’t know the answer to the only question on it: “Crap flows downhill. True or False?” The next trick for them if they know the answer is spelling their own name correctly at the top of the page. 
Josh, I really hope you’re reading this right now because it’s pretty funny. I’m sure you’re sharpening your wit for our next verbal building encounter. (Good plumbers are hard to find and quite brilliant in a pipey sort of way, but don’t tell Josh I said that). 
He’ll read it because fifty Venue people will be smirk-watching for his reaction at church Sunday:)
If a plumber fails the first year exam question (singular), they become a tin basher. If a tin basher accidentally locks themselves in a closet on the way out of the exam building they become a roofer, who always rolled past the electrical wing fifteen minutes past the end of lunch, wearing jean jackets and smelling like skunks. 
So many roofers at Venue. So many dirty looks towards stage this week. Albeit begrudging because of how hilarious this is, but dirty looks which I thrive when preaching to. 
As we move towards opening our new facility this Fall, I’ll give a shameless plug to try Venue out and see how (IF) we managed to bring all sorts of different types of people together and get them to play well in the sandbox. 
It’s because our WHY as a church is simple and can be understood by even the simplest of tradespeople:) 
The last two sentences give you a pretty good idea of what we’re about. We work hard, we laugh a lot, we believe in something. 

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