My co-workers are such wonderful people.
Last night's truck was pretty heavy (especially on the aisles that I stock), so I was running behind. The other three got everything done, and one of them asked what I had left to do. I told him (finish up the last few cases of new stock, then straighten up the product on my aisles for the customers) and then continued on.
Now, like I said, the others were finished with their assigned tasks. So, what do they do?
If you answered "help Nohbody out", you apparently have forgotten about the bar tab incident.
If you answered "bagged ass and ran away", give yourself a virtual cookie.
What bothered me the most was that the other two earlier were bitching about not having enough hours... so the very second they get a chance they flee, instead of getting at least a few extra minutes by helping.
(And on the subject of the bar tab incident, the one who asked? Two people were potentially involved in that incident, and he's the one that didn't later get fired for stealing petty shit. Like I said, such a wonderful person.)
edited 30th Jul '13 6:04:07 AM by Nohbody
All your safe space are belong to TrumpNohobody: Wow such great co-workers. Makes me glad I shed my last supervisor and the overly anal retentive ex army supply officer (goes on a rampage and then calms down) my supervisor started becoming more and more of a half assed dick.
I do however miss the other guards and the occasional down time.
Who watches the watchmen?So work today turned into my three co-workers arguing intensely about the best way to build trusses. With me caught in the middle and receiving conflicting instructions. And getting yelled at for following one at the expense of another. I Need a Freaking Drink. Fortunately, there's a bottle of Evan Williams sitting in the kitchen.
If I were to write some of the strange things that come under my eyes they would not be believed. ~Cora M. Strayer~@Euo: Throwing stuff is a privilege reserved for my boss. Therefore I threw nothing. That is my story and I will stick with it thank you very much.
@Pyrite: No bridges burned. At least among my coworkers. My synapses might tell a different story.
If I were to write some of the strange things that come under my eyes they would not be believed. ~Cora M. Strayer~Of course the jackhole radiologist would want the one piece of paperwork we don't have and couldn't tell us exactly what he wanted. It's not called a "permit" dimbulb, it's called a consent form and ours is different from everyone else's. I can't give you what I don't have. And maybe if you had actually explained what you wanted clearly I could have found something similar quicker. Jerk.
Oh yeah. We use a low level gamma emitter for imaging purposes (Tc 99m for anyone who cares), so it was more of a nuisance than anything else. So no worries. I have no idea how I managed to get it on my scrub top (and all up and down my arms, but some quality time with some paper towels and soap got most of that), but it should decay enough by morning to be fine.
Not having boobs, I have no such compunctions, and will now proceed to snigger childishly at your misfortune.
*gets murdered by angry green Jedi master that isn't Yoda*
Seriously, though, I'm sure they have protocols at your workplace for this, don't they?
edited 12th Aug '13 2:49:23 PM by Pyrite
Not a substitute for a formal medical consultation.Yup. Scrub up what you can, cover or store to decay what you can't. For tech it's really not a big deal. Gamma radiation is much less dangerous than alpha or beta and our doses are quite low. Plus it only has a 6-hour half life. Luckily someone had an extra top for me to borrow for the day. Annoying yes, but not dangerous.
Awhile back we had a samarium spill and I think that stuff is still decaying to background. I blame our needle less system. Yeah, not using needles prevents sticks. But having to unscrew the needle off a syringe ups the chance of spillage.
Meh... needles. Scary is a wet floor (which, incidentally, is pretty reflective and slippy at the best of times) with no plainly visible signage. Gets me every time. <rubs coccyx>
Note to moppers: a sign is best put up, not leant against the wall to keep it company.
edited 12th Aug '13 3:46:02 PM by Euodiachloris
Lensatic Compasses in the armory, anything that has a night sight, and afew other items are radiological hazards. Typically tritium. One of those leaks in the armrory it gets the area it leaked in scrubbed down.
My father who has been doing long haul trucking recently switched trucking companies and is now driving local tanker trucks. He has hauled urea, glycerin, jet fuel, food additives, waste, bitimunious clay slurry, and other things. He said the glycerin is the worst. It is very dense and they can't ever fully load a tanker up with it. It carries a lot of inertia because their are wave breaks in the containers because those apparently have a habit of causing stuff from the previous load to stick around. They have a big huge list of what can be hauled in the same containers, decon procedures, and all sorts of stuff. He had a few horror stories about taking trailers to some scary places.
Who watches the watchmen?Ah, good old tritium. I remember well the ensuing panic when somebody once cracked the lens on a SUSAT indoors.
Today I have learned that I have competition for the post at the airport fire service; practically every guy at work who isn't a clapped-out geriatric has applied for it. Watch out, Aberdeen airport; the Coastguard are coming.
'All he needs is for somebody to throw handgrenades at him for the rest of his life...'Well I had an inkling the latest happenings at work would lead to a possibly long week. I woke up with that feeling that it was Monday like. Sure as shit. Trouble stumbles in drunkly. Details after I get home.
Ok the basic gist of it is this. We are doing a major software and hardware update of stuff at work namely stuff i work directly with on a daily basis. For a brief period during the start of switch overs for the upgrade we had no functioning tracking on the turn stiles. Not too bad. Until I have to try and track possibly suspicious employee behavior of employees I don't know. Without that tracking I know nothing.
Next bit is random people randomly having issues using the now up and running turnstiles. However the tracking bit is permanent because what I use to interact with the current system doesn't work with the new one. Still more problems.
Now people are getting belligerent about following access control procedures which is very frowned on. To the point where I want to go find a good sturdy branch and use it as a thumping stick. This is just the start of the upgrades. Since the machine I use at work only has the old interaction software I will slowly lose access to all the bits and bobs I need to do my jobs. We haven't even gotten to the rest of the building and lastly the computer I use to interact with the systems will be the last thing upgraded and updated.
To top it off. Until they are done with all of the upgrades and updates I can't write the new manuals, learn the new systems, and lastly train a new temp guy so I can actually use some of my vacation time for a change.
edited 20th Aug '13 10:19:34 PM by TuefelHundenIV
Who watches the watchmen?...Days like these, you feel like knocking back a few shots and swearing at the administration. And I don't even drink routinely. *swears at FE in the absence of any actual hospital administrative staff to swear at*
edited 23rd Aug '13 4:39:01 AM by Pyrite
Not a substitute for a formal medical consultation.

I also sometimes "disposed of" food that was about to expire and had to be thrown away. That won't be happening anymore.
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