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Random people insisting on having polite conversations with me.
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Sep 19, 2008 08:01PM
I don’t know you, why are you trying to “make a connection” with me. I wouldn’t puke on you if you were on fire. Leave me alone. I don’t care that you have spent the last 12 hours driving through the wilderness, to get here. I just simply don’t care, and your desperate attempt at acceptance from you “not peers” is really sad and pathetic and makes me hate you more. You are defiantly someone that should have jerked the steering wheel when driving over Thompson pass.
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Who is it? Someone drove twelve hours to see you?
No, they didn’t drive to see me; they have a contracted obligation to fulfill here. Something that falls under my roof, so they just wanted to get the details… That is fine, but then they went on this big long over friendly and fake tangent about their family, and a couple of friends. I find this hard to believe that someone so insufferable actually has friends let alone a family that still talks to them. Probably an orphan or a failed abortion. Either way this ass took up a good 15 min of my time. The minions were all smirking and giggling because they have worked with me long enough to know KNOW this particular person was messing with their health by detaining me with their mindless drivel. I pretty much had to turn on the asshole mechanism, letting them know I didn’t have time to hear their life story or about their insignificant friends. That they were here to accomplish a task not make life long friends. The look on their face made the whole ordeal bearable.
Ok, so Mr. Randomly nice to people, just decided to come in early to “bury the hatchet” with me because he “feels” we got off on the wrong foot earlier. Eh, sorry duder there was no bad footing involve, you are just a tumor of a human being that I don’t care to know. He goes on to tell me that he thinks we should eat lunch together to “get to know” one another… Are you fucking serious dude! I don’t want to know anything about you. You will be here for a few days and then I will never see you again. I’m not going to go to California to hang out, crack a few beers and then shove off back to Fairbanks.
What the hell is the matter with this social mutant?! Is this some social desperation that I have never encountered before? Is this guy mental? Is this the type of social graces they are pushing in Cali these days? Everyone must know your life story and agree that it is fascinating or else you are a failure?
Mother fucker I am cranky not because we didn’t hit it off and talk about your stupid ass vacation when you first arrived. I am pissed off because you act as if I solicited the story from you. I am pissed of because you act as though I should be dying to know every little detail about you. Because I don’t share this level of communication with my friends, if they want to know about my doings they will ask.
If they don’t ask I am not going to go on and on about my wife, or the trip we took in 02’ or the crazy time we had in 07’. Why in the fuck is this jack off hounding me! I am going to plant a shovel in the back of his head, and drag him off into the tundra for the bears and wolves.
:: Starts to sharpen sticks to stick in tom's eyes::
Oh man, This guy's desperation is so intense that it's practically tangible. Give the guy a break and tell him it's not him, it's you, so you guys can break up.
I hate people like that, where you're shuffling your feet, and trying not to look at the clock, but really, how long are they going to keep talking at you? These are usually the same people who never ask how YOU are doing. I've discovered than if you are stuck in a car with such a person, on a long car ride, eventually they will run out of stuff to tell you, and then, because they don't know how to truly ENGAGE someone in conversation, and won't think to ask you how you are, they will stop talking.
He leaves tomorrow. I can do this, I can make it another 12 hours without committing murder in the first, I can pull through. Must.Stay.Calm.
since you don't like politness, I'm going to tell you that I am RUDELY not reading any of this thread and just popping in to say I hate the word random!!!!
There will be blood in the tundra tomorrow! I have just learned that a minion of mine has been encouraging this guy. Apparently the annoying one was in the dinning hall today complaining about not being able to break the ice with yours truly. He was completely oblivious as to why I don’t want him in my office anymore. So my minion thought it would be “funny” to give the guy some pointers as to what he did wrong and some good topics that I would be interested in talking about… Topics include:
How the world would be better if everyone drank more V8 juice… Are you kidding? This guy must be mental.
How the ice on Toolic Lake sinks instead of melting, apparently there are super special properties to the water of lake toolic.
There were a few more but it is just more of the same. Stupid shit that no grown adult would entertain. I must admit that there is a certain level of pride welling up in me in regards to my evil little minion. He is a stupid shit that clearly didn’t have thoughts of self preservation in mind when he decided to do this but still… it’s pretty special.
That's pretty funny, Nick! V-8 Juice? Sinking ice (which would be the end of the world, according to one SF story I read)?Hee!
Apparently this guy was up here a few years ago and another engineer had told him that there were "special" properties to the water in that one lake. So instead of melting off the ice would sink when the water started to heat up. I ended that conversation by telling him he was a moron, and the other engineer obviously wanted to talk to him as much as I did. Also that even if there were "special" properties to that lake, there would be those same properties in the surrounding lakes. There are about 20 lakes in a square mile around toolic. So whatever this "special" property was would be in at lest a couple of the other ones right? Stupid ass.
Nick, is he gone yet? Did you succeed?
Still sane Nick? No blood on the tundra?
The uber annoying mustard stain is gone. The scorned minion is launching the pig this evening so I am sure he has learned his lesson… My world has been set right again.Oh, the pig:
The pig is a large device we cram into the pipeline to test the inside of the pipe for corrosion/weak spots and whatever else shouldn’t be there.
One from the outside of the industry would probably assume that there was some super cool technique to launching the pig down the line. One would be wrong. There is a large section of the pipe that has been sunk into the ground with a pressure chamber constructed around the sunken part of the pipe.
So we shut the block valves tight, bleed the pressure out then pop the hatch. Lower a large box (about the size of an old VW bug) into the pit, half filled with sludge and crude. This is where it gets good. Some sorry sucker needs to jump down in there to align the pig to the pipe and insert it a few feet.
The sorry sod that gets chosen for this particular task can’t just jump in the pit. It is filled with toxic chemicals such as hydrochloride sulfuric acid (a very nasty corrosive gas, this is what caused the leak up on the North Slope 2 years ago). Because of the corrosive properties of the chemical cocktail in the pit the pig prep guy has to be greased up with petroleum jelly before he is squeezed into the HAZWHOPPER 5 suit. Then a second coat is applied to the exterior of the suit. Then he gets to jump in, and wrestle with the 1,800 lb. pig.
Yes the minion has paid for his sins against the master.
Wow. You win. I'm not sure what you win exactly, but you sure as hell win it.
Well, in all fairness it had to be someone. We are required to launch the pig once a month. Minion just got bumped to the front of the line. And will probably find himself at the front of the line again next month.
Sorry Nick, in much the same spirit as Marie I skipped over the majority of this thread & just wanted to say that I think you and this guy are going to make the cutest couple...ever!!
::buying tickets to portland::I hope you two like the smell of piss soaked shoes.
Are you greased up naked? Or do you get to wear clothes under your hazmat suit? And is there a giant, human-sized vat of Vaseline you jump into to grease yourself up, or do other people have to rub you all over? What about your hair? And eyes? I need more details!
You strip down to minimal underclothing; the purpose of the petroleum jelly is to create a barrier between you and the suit. The exterior coating is so if you get a tear in the suit the jelly on the inside will clot with the jelly on the outside. And yes it covers everything, hair ears, and edges of the goggles. It is a dirty dirty duty, and he bought himself a first-class ride for a few months.
So you get a lot of extra money, huh? Have you ever done it? Would you? Why or why not? Could you die? Though I suppose you could die doing your job anyway... Wow.
You're coming to Portland? That's great! Are you guys going to double date with Sarah & Marie?
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