Don't get the wind up John S, but here's another story.
A couple of years before he retired back in the late 60's, my father changed jobs leaving a fairly large factory to continue being an electrician in the maintenance shop of a smaller establishment. The only other maintenance man was a (mechanical) fitter.
Not long after he started this new job, my father began to notice and to admire the very precise way in which the fitter went about any job he did, especially new installations. One task the fitter undertook was replacing existing factory wiring with fire-resistant pyrotenax cables. Every radius had to be perfect, every straight run had to be perfectly straight, and all the screw heads had to be at the same angle.
While making absolutely no difference to the performance of the factory, the fitter was obviously one of a dying breed, taking pride in the work he did.
Sam