I was never a powerlineman. I worked as a communication lineman and saved eleven thousand cash to go to power school and life took a poop on me and I never made it. It sucks. For three years I saved every dime and lived in a shithole room so I could save the money and be a electric lineman. My family was a bunch of flower shmucks, they didn’t want their kid moving off somewhere and making killer money and starting a life. So I had no support or help from anyone. I mean no one. Not one person. I spend my days broke as hell and went thru severe depression and drug use because not one single asshole was behind me. And I lost my chance to be a lineman. Something I could be proud of. My dad was a preacher sissyboy, so he wasn’t any help. That’s the last thing he wanted hisnsonnto be, one of those guys who may lose his life to bring people power. I will say, do it. It’s rewarding and you get payed. You’ll never have to wonder how you’ll pay the bills and such. And, there’s just a sense of accomplishment whether you work in the bucket or climb a pole. I can only imagine working power. I never made it that far. Do it just do it. Don’t take shortcuts to save time though. Even doing communication linework I burned a span of strand in half trying to o save time. It rose into the secondary. Luckily no one was hurt. I can only say when yu think you should do something but a little voice says ” that’s gonna take more time” , don’t listen to the little voice that says cut a corner to save some time.