Posted on 01/27/2013 9:19:58 PM PST by MtnClimber
A guy was goosed with a high pressure air hose when I was a kid welding.
He died.
That is not a joke. That is negligence.
That must be endemic to the print industry. My first gig out of high school before college was as a press helper on a multi-unit Harris press. My task was to retrieve the only 5 gal bucket of paper stretcher. After being sent to 2 different buildings and 4 or 5 different press crews who “just gave it to the Atlas guys about an hour ago...check with them.”
I hung out in the stripping area the rest of the shift and played on the computer. At the end of the shift, my pressman thought I quit. Nope. I found your paper stretcher. It was empty but now it’s being re-filled. If you want, tomorrow after I clock in, I can get you some more? :)
I am confused, since you seem to be a totalitarian why are you not on Democratic Underground? Comrade?
I can imagine that as a hilarious Youtube video.
When I was very young, and barely able to walk, I made it over to my grandfather's neighbor's brand new car. I started dropping gravel from his driveway into a hole in his bumper, I guess because I could. And that was back when cars had such bumpers.
I don't remember any of it, but he reminded me about it every time I returned, because he was reminded of me every time he took a turn. He never did get all the gravel out.
Larry was the best Mechanic I ever saw.
It was funny watching him analyze the troubles.
He knew it was me right off the bat, but he had no idea I had learned from the Master.
It was a good larf.
I know. I am just a stick in the mud. I cannot get enjoyment out of someone else’s discomfort or humiliation.Well, mostly. I admit to wanting to do some revenge sort of pranks, but they are in no way meant to be funny on the victim, so guess that would not be a joke. And, I don’t fancy going to jail, so.....
I had some pranks pulled on me as a kid and, one in particular, really did a number on me. I imagine everyone else thought it was a hoot. But, 40 years later, I still remember it vividly.
So, you all do as you like and, as long as no one gets hurt, all should be well. Just please respect my request to not be pranked.
You know me.
I am basically a good natured fellow.
I am sorry if you got hurt as a kid.
Gnight, it is past my bedtime.
I think you misunderstand me on a basic level.
In general, I joke with people because I like them.
Yes, you are a good sort. I also know you would never purposely hurt someone. So, anything you would do would be in anticipation of the other party being fine with it.
I can laugh at myself, I swear. I just do not like pranks.
Have a pleasant sleep and hope your bed is not short sheeted. Yes, I just realized to my shame, I did pull a prank once.
Many years ago, I had the original series of California raisin figures on my desk. I came in to work one morning and found that the guys on the night shift had kidnapped them. I had to follow an intricate wild-goose chase with clues placed all over the building to finally find them in the freezer compartment of the refrigerator in one of the break-rooms.
In the Telephone central office switch room we had large fireproof trash cans with heavy steal lids. One of the switch guys loved to drop that lid right behind someones chair to see how far they would jump. He would sometimes use a heavy metal pedestal from a relay rack install kit when the trashcan lid was not handy. One day a new manager was in the Switch room looking at a monitor screen and he could not resist pulling his infamous trick. She didn't appreciate it very much but surprisingly he is still employed to this day.
Also in the Eighties, one of the network engineers walked outside after a midnight shift to find his vintage citroen sitting on the loading dock. Several of the guys had done the seemingly impossible feat of picking it up and carrying it there.
As a retired safety professional the FIRST rule in the employee handbook was NO HORSEPLAY. I investigated too many amputated fingers, noses and broken bones to find much of this funny or even amusing.
Once some workmen had erected some scaffolding in our office area consisting of iron pipes and boards so they could work on something up above the dropped ceiling. Of course, they went away and left the scaffolding. After a few days of this, the boss came in and found that the entire scaffolding had been disassembled and moved into his office, with his desk right at the center of it.
I wasn’t involved with that one, but on another occasion, I felt the need for a retaliatory strike, so I rigged up a noisemaker that could be attached to the underside of a desk with magnets. It was pop riveted closed and activated by pulling out a pin (grenade style). The pin was linked to a chair with a piece of string. The best part was that if anyone tried to grab the thing, they got a harmless but painful electric shock.
The work environment was so different years ago. Everybody worked very hard but we had a whole lot of fun. Things we said to each other and the jokes which were told absolutely would get most of us in court in today’s environment. But we had respect for each others abilities and worked as a team.
And you seem to be devoid of reasoned thought and the ability to comprehem the difference between pranks and friendly conversations
Thanks for the info. Who knew it would take so much jello!
Or the new guy on the construction site to find “30 yards of chow line”.
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