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A good cutting would be a better solution than what some guys I met did to a lunch thief. :sick:
There was over three hundred feet of vertical iron on that job and lots of isolated places. Albert stopped the cutting but had he not kept the thief with him until he got him off that job the result would have probably been worse. The moron wanting to stay on the job was perhaps the craziest part of the whole deal. Either he would have taken a fall or something would have been dropped on him from a long ways up. Maybe just stuck but one man alone was as bad as a bunch, maybe worse.

I was feuding with a foreman and superintendent on a job. Not my fault originally but once started... I am one of those people that can't wear watches, they won't last three days. I had been working up high one evening and after completing that job came down to see what next. I didn't realize it was five minutes till quitting time. I found the foreman and asked him what next. He sent me to the top of the unit, 235 feet on that job. As I got up there with a view of the world I saw hundreds of men headed for the gates. Asshole got me!

By the time I got back down and to the construction shack I was pissed. Had to take the knife out of the pouch to fit in my tool box and when I did I hummed it at the door. Just as the foreman started to open the hollow core door my knife hit it so hard chest high that the handle went through the veneer on my side of the door and the entire blade stuck through the other side sticking straight out. I just pulled my knife out and dropped it in my tool box. Neither of us said a word. They tried to kill me a few times on that job. I did what I could to make their life interesting. I made the superintendent get so mad he turned a shade that could only be described as royal purple. Never saw another human being that color.

Maybe more fun than that, the supt was walking the job with three suits. I was working at 175'. Working with calcium silicate gums up and dulls the knife often and it has to be cleaned and sharpened. I turned ninety degrees from my work and braced my knife on the rail to clean and sharpen it. Milton 175' below motioned me to go back to work. With the plant running you couldn't hear someone even thirty feet away. I raised both hands shoulder high in the classic "I don't understand you" gesture. He motioned more emphatically to go back to work! I pointed down at the ground, "Want me to come down?" He is waving both arms now!

We went on for several minutes with me deliberately not understanding him. My favorite signal was come down. Finally in front of the three suits I had him jumping up and down and waving his arms like I haven't seen any other real person over three do. Think Yosemite Sam in the cartoon and you nail it.

I was eighteen years old making construction journeyman pay plus travel. They weren't going to run me off the job and efforts to kill me failed. Good fun!

Hu
 
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If you have to store the coolers outside lay a plastic tarp down first then a packing blanket , setting the cooler on top of them ,then wrap it around the cooler to add more insulation value from the heat of the sun , silver side out on the tarp .

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If you're a camper or use a cooler frequently you need to read this, learn it, and live it. Heat rises, how do you think the store fridges work with a completely open top. I have a 12V fridge in the back of my Jeep and it sits on a piece of insulation to help save battery life. When I was camping regularily I always put a blanket under the cooler(s), it would easily add an extra day or two depending on how much ice was in them. When we would camp for a week we would have one cooler with frozen stuff (meats, ice-cream, etc.) and put some dry ice in it and wrap it and stick it in the shade, worked great. Insulate the bottom as much as you can. It is absolutely a game changer.
 
I went the other way working in the petro check plants in the wintertime. Find a hot blind valve or other convenient flat surface and I would eat a hot snack at midmorning, a hot lunch, and a hot midafternoon snack. Some dipshit plants wouldn't let us step inside any building but a portacan and hot food went a long ways towards staying warm in the wintertime. The guys in one unit I was working in weren't as discreet as I was and soon the unit was full of the smell of cooking and lunches everywhere! Safety issue with some of the fumes floating around and the plant shut things down. After that I was more careful about hiding my lunch!

One crew stole a big welding rod oven and designated a cook each day. The superintendent ate with them and everything was cool.

Speaking of stealing, there was a dipshit stealing somebody's lunch every morning and still eating his own lunch at noon. Very cold days, you really want your food! One guy whose wife sent him great lunches like banty hens had his lunch stolen twice.

Finally caught the thief and we used Old Hickory boning knives as tools on that job. About a dozen guys surrounded the thief and boning knives were out. I was just a journeyman on that job and it wasn't my responsibility. I stayed about a hundred feet away and watched. Too far away to identify the cutters if things started. I knew if one did, at least a handful would. I had friends I didn't want to be able to identify in that group of men. I wasn't going to see anything!

The superintendent came along, saw the commotion, and intervened. Drug the culprit by the ear to the shack and out the gate, fired on the spot! Funny thing, the culprit protested he hadn't stolen from the company or the plant, he should be allowed to stay. He wouldn't have lasted three days before there was a cutting or an industrial accident. A moron to say the least! The people that had went hungry on a twelve hour shift wanted him bad.

Hu

I used to work for an electrical engineering company and we had a lady who would show up with a basket of sandwiches in the morning so we'd buy a sandwich and put in the fridge. So one day I buy a turkey sandwich and put in the fridge, come lunchtime I opened the fridge and grabbed the turkey sandwich in the door and thought, that's not where I put that, figured someone was messing with me.. About 30 minutes later the entire office heard someone yell - who stole my sandwich! (red head/drama queen/bi****). After about .4 seconds I head back to the break-room. Turns out, I put my sandwich in a drawer and she had put hers in the door and I simply grabbed the wrong one. Pretty sure she's still pissed at that, I feel bad for her husband, whom I worked with later and was a miserable SOB. LOL.
 
There was over three hundred feet of vertical iron on that job and lots of isolated places. Albert stopped the cutting but had he not kept the thief with him until he got him off that job the result would have probably been worse. The moron wanting to stay on the job was perhaps the craziest part of the whole deal. Either he would have taken a fall or something would have been dropped on him from a long ways up. Maybe just stuck but one man alone was as bad as a bunch, maybe worse.

I was feuding with a foreman and superintendent on a job. Not my fault originally but once started... I am one of those people that can't wear watches, they won't last three days. I had been working up high one evening and after completing that job came down to see what next. I didn't realize it was five minutes till quitting time. I found the foreman and asked him what next. He sent me to the top of the unit, 235 feet on that job. As I got up there with a view of the world I saw hundreds of men headed for the gates. Asshole got me!

By the time I got back down and to the construction shack I was pissed. Had to take the knife out of the pouch to fit in my tool box and when I did I hummed it at the door. Just as the foreman started to open the hollow core door my knife hit it so hard chest high that the handle went through the veneer on my side of the door and the entire blade stuck through the other side sticking straight out. I just pulled my knife out and dropped it in my tool box. Neither of us said a word. They tried to kill me a few times on that job. I did what I could to make their life interesting. I made the superintendent get so mad he turned a shade that could only be described as royal purple. Never saw another human being that color.

Maybe more fun than that, the supt was walking the job with three suits. I was working at 175'. Working with calcium silicate gums up and dulls the knife often and it has to be cleaned and sharpened. I turned ninety degrees from my work and braced my knife on the rail to clean and sharpen it. Milton 175' below motioned me to go back to work. With the plant running you couldn't hear someone even thirty feet away. I raised both hands shoulder high in the classic "I don't understand you" gesture. He motioned more emphatically to go back to work! I pointed down at the ground, "Want me to come down?" He is waving both arms now!

We went on for several minutes with me deliberately not understanding him. My favorite signal was come down. Finally in front of the three suits I had him jumping up and down and waving his arms like I haven't seen any other real person over three do. Think Yosemite Sam in the cartoon and you nail it.

I was eighteen years old making construction journeyman pay plus travel. They weren't going to run me off the job and efforts to kill me failed. Good fun!

Hu

What did you do where you needed that boning knife? I'm asking because I thought you did steel work but not sure why you'd need a boning knife? I have an elderly friend (78) who was a union insulator for decades so when we hang out I like to get him to tell stories (yesterday he was telling me about working at the top of the stratosphere and he has all kinds of stories about working at the "test site", the Nevada military test site) and I guarantee you he has mentioned a boning knife before. Just curious.

And the knife in the door reminds of a time I was hanging out a friends house (5' tall cute little brunette) and she came down the stairs giving me crap joking around so I grabbed a hammer and acted like I was going to throw it at her, problem is, when I stopped swinging the head of the hammer when flying her way and hit her in the head!!! She didn't bleed so it just grazed her but it put her on the ground. Whoops.
 
If you're a camper or use a cooler frequently you need to read this, learn it, and live it. Heat rises, how do you think the store fridges work with a completely open top. I have a 12V fridge in the back of my Jeep and it sits on a piece of insulation to help save battery life. When I was camping regularily I always put a blanket under the cooler(s), it would easily add an extra day or two depending on how much ice was in them. When we would camp for a week we would have one cooler with frozen stuff (meats, ice-cream, etc.) and put some dry ice in it and wrap it and stick it in the shade, worked great. Insulate the bottom as much as you can. It is absolutely a game changer.

Also, put a towel over the top and keep it wet. Works good.
 
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