Valentine's Day 2007
Valentine's Day was great.
First off, eniastoa told me that he has determined that I *can* afford to go to that health and safety convention in Toronto in April.
Oh Yeah, my hubby rocks!!!
Then, when I got to work today, I got to see something truly amazing. They are in the process of moving equipment around the plant. Not just little bits, but huge machines that are about 2/3 the size of a standard portable school classroom. I thought they'd be disassembling the big stuff and lugging it around with the regular towmotors. Nope, they called in the professionals...
I hear a 'beep-beep-beep' that doesn't sound like any of our usual towmotors, turn around, and OH MY GODS! It's the biggest damn towmotor I've ever seen. This thing is taller than I am, and is rated to lift - get this - a whopping 60,000 pounds up to 36" off the ground, or 40,000 pounds up to 96" off the ground.
I was totally getting my geek on over this machine.
One of the machines beside the line where I work was slated to be moved - not far, just around the corner "to improve the work flow". So, I got to work all day while watching this machine do its' thing.
DId I mention that I had my geek on? I wanted to take it home with me.
The guys thought it was hilarious. The guy who does edge-finishing in my line said, "You know, you were looking at that machine the way my wife looks at a box of chocolates!" Cue laughter, which catches the attention of our supervisor, MrHair. As the guys explain to him that I am a genuine gear-head, MrHair yells over to Beep, my towmotor guy, "Hey, Beep! She is a gear-head. She just likes bigger equipment than your little lift truck!"
Cue more laughter. Apparently, teasing Beep is a necessary part of one's day at the plant. When he came over later on to take a bin of parts away, he looked at the monster towmotor and jokingly said, "Oh, I feel so inadequate!" I couldn't help myself - I said, "Don't worry, it's not the size of your lift truck, it's what you do with it that counts." Cue more laughter.
I think that interaction broke the ice, or perhaps was some sort of hazing ritual. Since then, all of the supervisor-types, and even the guys on the lines near where I work, have started talking to me, not just watching me. I think they've finally figured out what category to put me in, and now know how to interact with me. Oh well, if it makes them comfortable, I'll put up with a generic gear-head label.
First off, eniastoa told me that he has determined that I *can* afford to go to that health and safety convention in Toronto in April.
Oh Yeah, my hubby rocks!!!
Then, when I got to work today, I got to see something truly amazing. They are in the process of moving equipment around the plant. Not just little bits, but huge machines that are about 2/3 the size of a standard portable school classroom. I thought they'd be disassembling the big stuff and lugging it around with the regular towmotors. Nope, they called in the professionals...
I hear a 'beep-beep-beep' that doesn't sound like any of our usual towmotors, turn around, and OH MY GODS! It's the biggest damn towmotor I've ever seen. This thing is taller than I am, and is rated to lift - get this - a whopping 60,000 pounds up to 36" off the ground, or 40,000 pounds up to 96" off the ground.
I was totally getting my geek on over this machine.
One of the machines beside the line where I work was slated to be moved - not far, just around the corner "to improve the work flow". So, I got to work all day while watching this machine do its' thing.
DId I mention that I had my geek on? I wanted to take it home with me.
The guys thought it was hilarious. The guy who does edge-finishing in my line said, "You know, you were looking at that machine the way my wife looks at a box of chocolates!" Cue laughter, which catches the attention of our supervisor, MrHair. As the guys explain to him that I am a genuine gear-head, MrHair yells over to Beep, my towmotor guy, "Hey, Beep! She is a gear-head. She just likes bigger equipment than your little lift truck!"
Cue more laughter. Apparently, teasing Beep is a necessary part of one's day at the plant. When he came over later on to take a bin of parts away, he looked at the monster towmotor and jokingly said, "Oh, I feel so inadequate!" I couldn't help myself - I said, "Don't worry, it's not the size of your lift truck, it's what you do with it that counts." Cue more laughter.
I think that interaction broke the ice, or perhaps was some sort of hazing ritual. Since then, all of the supervisor-types, and even the guys on the lines near where I work, have started talking to me, not just watching me. I think they've finally figured out what category to put me in, and now know how to interact with me. Oh well, if it makes them comfortable, I'll put up with a generic gear-head label.