Ahhh, pressure. They snatched aholt of me right after lunch. I was "invited" to a conference with all the wheels at the nuke, including the right hand of god and god. Not real usual for a peon contractor. Seems that they had a design issue with a twelve pole electrical switch and had to swap it out with an unauthorized replacement. Two O'clock by the time they explained the problem to me and we had until five PM DC time to get a fax of the issue and new component to the NRC. The meeting had went on past my direct involvement, talking about business issues. Sixty thousand a day fine and a ten percent power reduction. Sixty thousand was about half the daily profit but the power reduction was the big deal. We were near the end of a fueling cycle and the reaction got a little unstable late in the run. Tickling the fuel with the cooling rods used to control the reaction could easily cause it to fail completely.
Nobody had to tell me the reasons the only contractor had been selected for this crisis drawing. I was the fastest on the team turning out drawings but there was also the issue shit flows downhill and if any heads rolled I was first in line! I interrupted the meeting, "this part doesn't pertain to me. I need to grab an engineer and get started." The young engineer looked pretty expendable himself. With a little time to fax it I was down to one hour forty-five minutes to draw the switches. When I saw it fortunately it was a common switch I was familiar with. Still twelve posts and fully exposed wire coil on the outside and wrapping around the top and bottom. I had to show the damage too, a little free hand work on the computer to top off a lot of drawing!
Got the drawings completed with five minutes to spare. No checking except the eyeballing me and the little engineer gave it, cover sheet attached and off to DC. Never got an attaboy of any kind for turning out that drawing under almost impossible conditions, I had to just be glad an oh pooper didn't land on my head! Had I waited around respectfully for a pause instead of interrupting the meeting to get started the project would have probably went from impossible to impossible!
It was a small group and I let my boss know I was aware he had hung my butt out in the breeze to protect his house people. I wasn't upset about it, I would have done the same in his shoes. He could have found himself up to the chin in crapola too. Normally he would have been brown nosing around the gathering of the gods all he could, I knew things would be interesting when he squeezed me through the half open door of the conference room and bolted.
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