sometimes I was born too late
Ok. Just spent time trying to DL a song called 'forever awesome'...because I swear that's what I was told it was called 4 times today. Luckily I then discovered it is in fact 'Forever Autumn'. Yes. Anyway, is now DL'ded. Wayhey. (this is why so many conversations at work take hilarious turns...our ambient noise level is around 100decibels, and we generally rely on a vague mix of hand-signals, lip-reading and shouting.)
So...work news: I did overtime tonight. Am trying to turn over a new leaf and work OT four days per week. Money for Fedcon, Expo and Canadia ;)
Health and safety came and checked our gas bottles on Tues. Guy handed the oxy-acet torch back to me saying "good luck - rather you than me." Yaaaaaaaaaaay, I get to use equipment that is illegal!!! omg, liek so kewl.
The cutting set consists of these main elements: The gas bottles, the regulators, the flashback arresters, the pipes and the torch.
Obviously the gas bottles get changed often, everytime we empty them. So they passed.
The regulators are the dudes that regulate flow of the gas, and have the dials telling you the pressure in the bottles etc. They are stamped with the year they need to be changed. One of ours is stamped 2000, the other one is apparently from before the time they started stamping them...prolly about as old as I am. >.> So they failed.
The flashback arrestors prevent burning gas/oxygen getting sucked into the nozzle and exploding back down the hose, through the regulators and into the bottles. They're the sort of save-your-life bit. They should be replaced every 3 years or so. They guy says he's only seen the sort we have on our acetylene in a museum...the oxy one wasn't much better. >.> yup, they failed.
The pipes...apparently aren't supposed to be covered in tape, perished or held together with jubilee clips. In fact, it's illegal to have jubilee clips on hoses. They failed...
And the torch...well, if it didn't leak, it would've passed...but it does. So it failed.
and that was two bottles out of 14...not including the ones that go out on site. omgilovemyjob.
So...weird news now. This guy Jojo and I knew from one of the other shops in our area died the other day. He was a nice old boy, about 80, looked like the prof from 'Back to the Future', and his name (changed for the purposes of this) Was Bob McBobby (yes, not very original, but it's my story). Anyways, he went to the hozza with a brain hemorrhage, and died a day or so later. And now we're starting to find out weird stuff. His name wasn't Bob McBobby. He wasn't 80...nothing anyone ever knew about him was true. Very very weird. No-one knows why he was lying all this time, but everyone is coming up with theories... Maybe he was really Lord Lucan.
When I was out with Sal the other day we were talking about work, as you do. I can't imagine *ever* trying to work in an office. WTF do you guys do all day? Don't you get bored? Doesn't your butt go numb? I don't even *have* a chair at work. I normally sit on a bench or the anvil.not that we get to sit down much. But I can wander around, work different places, all that jazz. And i get to know what my leg smells like when it's on fire...what my hands smell like when they're on fire...lots of exciting stuff! I love my job. I just couldn't do the smartly-dressed quiet office thang.
Oh, and I made the worst tea ever yesterday. Cos Bobby is on hols this week I'm tea-bitch. Have to make 42 cups of tea per day!! And yesterday it all went horribly wrong...cos I made it with luke-warm water. The urn had a strop on and I didn't realise >.< Gah, I'm lucky to still have a job....;) our place runs on tea. Redeemed myself today by making beautiful lava-hot tea.
And I may just post again later. No posts for days, then this ::eyeroll::
So...work news: I did overtime tonight. Am trying to turn over a new leaf and work OT four days per week. Money for Fedcon, Expo and Canadia ;)
Health and safety came and checked our gas bottles on Tues. Guy handed the oxy-acet torch back to me saying "good luck - rather you than me." Yaaaaaaaaaaay, I get to use equipment that is illegal!!! omg, liek so kewl.
The cutting set consists of these main elements: The gas bottles, the regulators, the flashback arresters, the pipes and the torch.
Obviously the gas bottles get changed often, everytime we empty them. So they passed.
The regulators are the dudes that regulate flow of the gas, and have the dials telling you the pressure in the bottles etc. They are stamped with the year they need to be changed. One of ours is stamped 2000, the other one is apparently from before the time they started stamping them...prolly about as old as I am. >.> So they failed.
The flashback arrestors prevent burning gas/oxygen getting sucked into the nozzle and exploding back down the hose, through the regulators and into the bottles. They're the sort of save-your-life bit. They should be replaced every 3 years or so. They guy says he's only seen the sort we have on our acetylene in a museum...the oxy one wasn't much better. >.> yup, they failed.
The pipes...apparently aren't supposed to be covered in tape, perished or held together with jubilee clips. In fact, it's illegal to have jubilee clips on hoses. They failed...
And the torch...well, if it didn't leak, it would've passed...but it does. So it failed.
and that was two bottles out of 14...not including the ones that go out on site. omgilovemyjob.
So...weird news now. This guy Jojo and I knew from one of the other shops in our area died the other day. He was a nice old boy, about 80, looked like the prof from 'Back to the Future', and his name (changed for the purposes of this) Was Bob McBobby (yes, not very original, but it's my story). Anyways, he went to the hozza with a brain hemorrhage, and died a day or so later. And now we're starting to find out weird stuff. His name wasn't Bob McBobby. He wasn't 80...nothing anyone ever knew about him was true. Very very weird. No-one knows why he was lying all this time, but everyone is coming up with theories... Maybe he was really Lord Lucan.
When I was out with Sal the other day we were talking about work, as you do. I can't imagine *ever* trying to work in an office. WTF do you guys do all day? Don't you get bored? Doesn't your butt go numb? I don't even *have* a chair at work. I normally sit on a bench or the anvil.not that we get to sit down much. But I can wander around, work different places, all that jazz. And i get to know what my leg smells like when it's on fire...what my hands smell like when they're on fire...lots of exciting stuff! I love my job. I just couldn't do the smartly-dressed quiet office thang.
Oh, and I made the worst tea ever yesterday. Cos Bobby is on hols this week I'm tea-bitch. Have to make 42 cups of tea per day!! And yesterday it all went horribly wrong...cos I made it with luke-warm water. The urn had a strop on and I didn't realise >.< Gah, I'm lucky to still have a job....;) our place runs on tea. Redeemed myself today by making beautiful lava-hot tea.
And I may just post again later. No posts for days, then this ::eyeroll::