We were hard after it at good ole' Stump Water Nuclear Power Station last night. I crawled around the primary containment ' til I was about too pooped to party. There isn't a lot of wiggle room, and my wiggle isn't what it was twenty years ago.
We were doing the gamma guppie on the third elevation of Hell. I was playing tour guide to a visiting operator, and kept telling him "you can't get through there, go this way, go over, back up"! He said later that he saw a dude with a really big butt, and didn't say anything because he realised that he was so twisted up that it was his own butt he was looking at. I saw a worker start to sit down on a line that was radioactive enough to warm your lunch, to take a break, I screamed at him and waved him away, then explained to him why that was a bad spot.
Things are about to get really interesting.
Keep in mind that being set on fire is "really intesting", its just not much fun.
Tuesday, March 6, 2007
A long night.....
Posted by DW at 7:53 AM
Labels: nuclear power, work
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As in "may you live in interesting times"?
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