Worst Shop

Here is my entry for the worst shop. There are three bikes in there and tons of spare parts in this twenty by six foot truck body. There was not enough room in there to swing a mouse by the tail. I had to shovel snow to get at it, then drag out a generator to power the lights and heater, which would take hours to unfreeze the tools. Did I mention that I had to drive miles to get to it.

Worse, I had to spend three hundred and fifty grand to buy a garage to replace it (there was a house attached)

Anybody working in worse conditions?

Nope, you win. I have always had the luxury of the family farm for storage, barn and pole barn. Plus the use of the 24 footy by 80 foot shop. And both houses I lived in had good garages and basement work area. I couldn't imagine not having a good space.

looks like Luxury to me.
I had a 4x8 sheet of plywood that I called my mobile garage. Put it near the car to keep myself up out of the dirt.
Then the missus brought home a min pin and needed a dog house so I had to use my 4x8 sheet of plywood.
But the little bastard wouldn't stay in it so into the house he came. And for no good reason he hated me.
So now I had the little bastard in the house, a vacant dog house and no garage, sad you say?
Well, shortly the missus ran the little bastard over in the driveway and killed him. Sad you say. It could have been worse, I might have been the driver, but thankfully no such luck. So now I had no 4x8 garage, no dog, pissed off missus and I had to borrow a spade to dig a hole. I lined the hole with that mobile garage.
Yes, your container looks like Luxury to me.
I'm all better now.
All the best.

Yoose guys leave me in tears on the conditions faced and the little doggie tale. Both have world class conditions to endure but another fella Michael Tagileri in NYC rented a tiny garage on busy street that he had to take ferry from his apt. to reach with parts or tool in tow, then to have room to work had to move a lot of stuff out on sidewalk and then deal with the passerby's like druggies that'd grab anything they could sell. Its healing to know what other endure as I've been so often in state of dis-belief anyone could stick with all the tedium complexity to end up with a runner - for a while. I lost my all time favorite ride because as a starving young graduate I had to live in girl frend apt. and leave bike leaned against a pole at it eventually evaporated in Houston Texas. It got kicked out of the kitchen in frat house I'd lived prior as half torn down for primary care but no money to deal with it.

Good timing for this thread. I am faced with having to move and give up my nice two car garage I have spent the last 7 years fixing up. I'm literaly thinking of looking for a shop to rent & actualy live in. I grew up around artist studios of the Los Angeles, ca area & could be quite comfy in that enviro myself.