A "Surprise" visit at work today from Steve, the "Safety Nerd" from work.
At the time, I had a Crown double jack flipped on her side, changing a riser, the chops and a tenon kit.
Yeah, I have a name for all my Jacks.
This one, I call, "Black Betty."
Still, as I lay on my back making love to "Black Betty," others come to me.....
"I Need my load wheels repaired."
"I need a new drive tire."
"Senor Grandpa, you can help me, yes?"
I rise, bump fists and say, "I'm your guy. Take a number."
Then, I work my fool ass off and miss my lunch break.
I've missed lunch break all this week except Tuesday....
I have 4-5 hours of overtime just in the last week....
Questions asked by Steve the Nerd were...
(Oh, crap...)
"Explain the use of fire extinguishers."
(My "Wheel House!")
I stepped forward and said, "PASS."
He looked at me with a puzzled look....
I said,
"Pull." Pull the pin.
"Aim." Aim the direction of the extinguisher.
"Squeeze" Squeeze the handle of the unit.
"Sweep." Sweep the direction of the discharge from the extinguisher towards the base of the fire.
Steve looked at me, wounded, and said, What are the uses of the classifications?"
I asked to repeat the question, as everyone looked at me...
He repeated the question, and, I smiled, at attention, as I stated....
"Class A is for trash. Wood and paper."
"Class B is for liquids.
"Class C is for Electrical."
SIR!
Steve, the nerd, found nothing else to bother us with....
He knew that Scotty was on point....
No one knew that I once held a job that I worked with local Fire Departments and gave training sessions of ABC extinguisher use.
But, my past knowledge made everyone look good.
Don't play with Scotty....You don't know what you might step into....
Then, I went back to the jack on her side. Betty?
Scott
But, remember that Y'all are an inspiration for my daily struggle.
Without my Friends, I am no one...
Scott