[:D][8D][:D][8D][:D][8D] ----- What were those they pulled on you when you started in the gang ? Here’s mine : I was a young buck at the time & this was before I saw the light of day : went back to school - mostly nights . Well here goes -------- I was working with the mechanics setting up a spring repair job on an old unit that had a fractured suspension support
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Millwright : Okay kid ! here’s what I need . Go over to the tool house & get me a left handed cresent wrench .
Well off goes Phil like he really knows what’s happening . About the time I arrived at the shed , I’d stopped & thought :
Phil- Wait a minute , I know a little something about mechanics . They don’t make a left-hand cresent ! [8D]
So , I pick up a 12 inch cresent & headed back.[:D]
Phil - Here’s your 12" inch left-hand cresent .[;)] ( they never did give me a size ).
They kinda’ looked at me & after a few moments , and finally said - "What took you so damn long ! "[}:)][:0]
I just smiled : handed them the wrench & booked around the end of the car to checkout the line fittings .[:o)]
Never got asked to do that again ,& that ended the harassement . But , they did send another punk ( rookie / newbei ) over to the repair house to get a can of spotted paint . Too COOL! ! [8D] [8D] [8D]
yep me too
had to take a load of sailboat fuel (empty) to the basement of a factory.The factory was two plants connected by a tunnel.we called the one part the upstairs and the other the basement.also had to take stuff to the front and back yards.
stay safe
Joe
1st time undeground. They showed me on the map where we would be going and then took me there the “hard” way; mud, crud, and water. There was also similar stuff as related above re tools and supplies. Also, anybody out there ever had a grease sandwich in their dinner bucket?
When classification tracks in our yard fill up, we have to “swing” the cars to a different track. The yardmaster and one of the older car retarder operators were talking about a track that filled up, and the CRO said, “…and we’ll have to go down Track (number) with the Henways.”
Well, I thought I knew all of the regular classifications, and a few of the common nicknames (like a car for West Chicago would be a “Dogtown”), but I’d never heard of that one. So I did the obvious thing: “What’s a Henway?”
No answer.
“Hey, Henry, what’s a Henway?”
Nothing.
To the yardmaster, very exasperated: “Roy, what’s a Henway?”
(2) Lay out the SW corner of Section 38, find the monument records… (Joe Koh - East of you in the Fire Lands, you have 25 sections per township…For those of you east of the Alleghenies or east of Ohio, you can remain clueless along with your south Texas cousins and their Mexican varas or even worse - Louisiana)
(3) Send any green surveyor or engineer out to lay out a spiral curve or switch for that first time (The results are hysterical and we aren’t even pulling their widdle newbie legs…all that schooling and still no clue!)
Okay…navy flight training…instructor pilot takes controls of airplane “to give student a break”. Tells the student, "hey what"s that down there on the right’, studnet leans to right, looks down, instructor breaks hard to left…ensuing collision between student’s helmet and canopy.
While in Engineer’s School I was my usual class-clown self. One nice, hot summer day, the instructor took our class out to a locomotive (it was a GP7) to give us tour of the mechanical aspects. Knowing full well that I already knew a fair amount about locomotives, and playing on my desire to excell (and showboat a bit), the instructor ask me if I knew how to cut out the brakes on an individual truck, as well as m.u. two locos.
The results of my ‘ambition’ were two of the dirtiest, greasy hands and arms (from reaching under the frame) one would wi***o have while dressed in normal clothes, miles and hours from any location that one could use to clean up.
I could not figure why the rest of the class was laughing so hard, until I found out later that the instructor had let the rest of the class in on the joke before hand. I was such a mess by the end of the day.
However, I did get my revenge. One of my few talents is the ability to do some sound-effects. One day, as the instructor drove us in the bus to the school, we were approaching a grade crossing. As I was sitting about half-way back in the bus, the echo was just enough to mask the direction of sound. So just as we approached the crossing, I did my best immitation of a F7 horn. The instructor hit the brakes so hard! After a few seconds of no train showing, and the bus full of laughter, did the instructor figured out what transpired. He took it very well!
The grain elevator where I work used to have used to have a Plymouth locomotive,the brake wheel was next to the engineer’s seat.Another new employee asked me what the wheel was for.I put on a straight face an told him it was the steerng wheel.
If you take the cardboard from the back of a writing tablet and blacken both sides with a black marker then cut the cardboard to the size of the welding helmet glass and place it between the cover glass and the filter glass you will drive even an experienced welder nuts. Great for 10 - 15 min of hilarity.
When I was at school, on my summer vacation, I took a job as a helper in a yard making electrical machinery. I was assigned to a rather elderly electrican as his ‘gofer’. After one weekend, when I returned to work, my electrician did not show up. When I went around asking about him, I was told, “Didn’t you hear? Old Willie died over the weekend.”
I was shocked. Then someone told me it was usual for a helper to go around and take up a collection for the widow. This I did. I got someone else to come with me that night to give the widow the money. I dressed up suitably in dark clothing and off we went to the house.
Imagine my shock and surprise when after I rang the door bell it was answered by the ‘deceased’ wanting to know “what the hell I wanted”.
Needless to say, everyone wanted their money back and all about twice what they had put in. I was got good.
Hey Adrian,
With an instructor you need to be devious. [}:)]
The blacked out lens is too easy, but could be part of a one-two punch. [;)]
If he is teaching you mig, take the nozzel off and wrap the gas jet ports with a small wet leather strip off an old glove then screw the nozzel back on and watch the fun!
The ultimate is the sandwich baggey filled with accetilene, twist tied and placed below the welding area so it gets hit with sparks. IT WILL MAKE NOISE !
Do not do this to an instructor or to an old person or someone with a heart condition. All are fatal mistakes. [B)]
Let’s see from the files of student getting the instructors…
There is a device on anti-submarine aircraft called a MAD (Magnetic Anomaly Detector). Any large metal object , ummm like a submarine for instance, causes disruption of the earth’s magnetic lines as it moves across them. The MAD equipment looks for these to help locate bad guy subs. It looks like a stinger, or projection on the rear of a ASW plane behind the tail. A trick often played on the newbie aircrew guys is to “check the MAD” which has them take a metal object, such as the crash axe ( a hatchet that is part of the survival gear on the plane) and wave it under the MAD boom to the delight of the others. This is one of the “hey watch out for this trick” items that is passed on during training.
So one day a young new pilot, on his first preflight at the new squadron, is told to grab the crash axe and test the MAD. Of couse he is also told to wear is helmet because everyone knows waving around an axe is dangerous. So he goes out and waves it around and then falls to the ground drops the axe and his helmet and lays still. By the way it’s night…so what the crew laughing at him sees is a guy waving an axe and decapitating himself. He got the last laugh as they came flying towards him with visions of court martials in thier heads. He was the instant hero of all the new guys…
My first job, while still in high schoool, other than lawn mowing and hay hauling was working at McDonalds. One of their tricks was to tell the new guys to go down into the basement and pu***he cups up. Being a regular customer and having seen how they stock the cups I didn’t fall for it.