I know exactly where you were. In the day, I did a lot of home inspections in Monmouth. Little Silver and Rumson ===East of Red Bank on the peninsula where Fabulously wealthy people had tennis courts and court jesters.
I got a diploma in one and two family building inspection at PCC. Went out on some inspections in Washington County. Even red tagged a concrete job. That took balls. But, hey, my dad was a brick layer so I've been around lots of construction workers while working in construction, myself. That's how I earned my college money the first two years.
That is hard work. Better to be the inspector. Cracked skin on under finger tips and sore rotator cuffs. I did remember that well.
I got strong as an ox. I once picked up a wheel barrow by the handles that weighed about 1,100 pounds and wheeled it over bulldozered baked Georgia clay about 2,000 feet. That meant I dead lifted 550 lbs. I think I weighed about 150 lbs. at the time. I worked as a hod carrier. Sometimes I had to cut the 'mud' by hand with a mixing box and a concrete hoe.