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I feel like I am in 8th grade PE. Honk......ah........transmitter down. Run.....what happened.......try a reset. OK.....back up, relax. Honk.......reset didn't work, now the fun starts.
Well, only if a major system failure occurs when I'm shorthanded (like that could ever happen in such a well organized company, right......)...
In some of my old jobs, my first 2 names were Step & Fetchit.
Nothing like seeing a 290# madman coming at you at full sprint with a refridgerator on his back..... used to scare the bejeezus out of customers...
I haven't had to yet (now I will just beacuse I typed this). But as a cop, it's always a possibility. This weekend is a big drunk fest so they'll probably fall over instead.
My job at a power plant is more like grade school. We get homework (a "home study course" that nobody actually takes home), take tests based on the homework, draw with colored pencils (isometric piping diagrams of plant systems), and the majority of the people that work there are petty and immature. As far as running, occasionally things blow up, and we run to get the hell away from whatever is sparkin' or spewing oil or blowing steam.
Not now, but where I previouly worked, I did a lot of running. I ran a production line that made foam rubber pipe insulation. The material would run out of an extruder and into about 7 sets of ovens via conveyor belts. Sometimes the material would overheat and break or get pulled too tight and break causing it to snake up inside the oven and sit there. About the only way you would know it even happened would be to look for smoke. Then it was a lot of running to get the material out of the ovens and get production going again before the material caught on fire and burned a belt up. Saw that several times. Can't say that was too fun.
When I was Air Force we had PT 3 times a week. Not really PT, go to the gym for an hour. But, every Friday we played floor hockey. A lot of fun watching 40y.o. Master Sergeants lumbering, out of breath, around the court. But now, as a federal employee, I have forgotten what running is like. Mainly sit with a cup of coffee waiting for stuff to break, and when that happens I need to roll my highback leather chair over to the computer to figure it out. And to think I get paid for this
Mike
The only times I run at work is when someone gets hurt and they call for help.
A first year apprentice was swapping out a cab air ride levelling valve on a Peterbilt. Long story short, air exits air bags in a hurry, and the guy got his hand stuck between the sleeper and the frame. Talk about a grown man crying like a little girl.
Seriously though, workplace injuries are no joke. I've got emergency first aid training that lapsed in 92, but that doesn't mean I can't help the poor guy.
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