Yesterday, at work, I was called to Shannon's office.
The walk to his office made me think, "Whom have I pissed off?"
"What have I done wrong?"
Soon, I found myself outside his door, applying my knuckle to gain entry.
He said, "Come on, Scott."
I walked up to his desk and said, "What do you need, Boss?"
He said, "The company safe is having issues. You can take care of it, right?"
I smiled and said, "Absolutely!"
I told him that it appeared to me that the mechanism required a 9 volt battery and that might be the problem.
He then said, "You can take care of the PM on the safe from now on?"
I said, "You got it, Boss!"
I know this safe because it has become part of my Friday responsibility to take cash from the guard shacks from Safety Vest sales to the safe.
I went to the safe and it was an older "dial" one that had obviously been retrofitted with a "La Gard" digital keypad.
I had taken a couple of AA, AAA and a 9 volt battery with me.
I pulled the dial, replaced the battery, a 9 volt, (Hmmm. Scotty knows....)
and had the Lady in charge work it several times to be sure that all was well.
I then returned to Shannon to report and he said,
"You and Tristan are going to lunch tonight at Texas Roadhouse!"
I had an 8 oz Sirloin and grilled shrimp with Baked potato and hot coffee!
I LOVE my JOB!
Scott
