Loosley directed anger, served up hot
In the Grid.
The other day at work I slipped and my right leg fell through one of the wells* in the grid* today up to my waist. Luckily, I not only grabbed the ribbons* (by flailing my arms like a scared cat); but managed to not poop myself.
I consider this a large bonus.
Fact of the matter is, we've been told that by the time you realize you're falling, it's way past the time you'll be able to react enough to grab something.
A few days later, I was up there and I had bent over to pick up somehting and one of the riggers said to me, "Bend at the knees! Don'y you realize you're working around a bunch of riggers?" As I've mentioned before, they're all pirates.
The only rational reply to this?
"I've been bending at the waist up here in front of you all for a month now! What the hell does a girl have to do to get a drink around here?"
Take that as you will.
My job? Probably better than yours.
13 May 04
too bloggy? shit.
Ribbon: 2" wide steel beams that make up the floor of the grid. There
are 2" gaps between them.
Well: 12" gaps in the grid, spaced about 12' apart. These are just big
enough for a skinny guy like me to slip thtough.
Ribbon: 2" wide steel beams that make up the floor of the grid. There are 2" gaps between them.
Well: 12" gaps in the grid, spaced about 12' apart. These are just big enough for a skinny guy like me to slip thtough.
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