Just thought that I would take this opportunity to let you know what has been going on in my life. As you know, I have been employed by a temporary agency, well last week I got called on to help put up the largest Scottish Fair in North America. It was a pretty good time. One other Manpower employee and myself work along side some of the most severe "if it aint Scottish it's crap" fellows that you would care to meet.
There were two fork lift operators. They were of great importance for they would use the lifts to hoist workman to areas unreachable by other means. That is to say that at times, your life was in their hands. The first of these fellows became known as "dangerous Ed." Ed had been a big game hunter all over the world and was now in retirement. I think that the firing of heavy weapons have caused considerable hearing loss. This served to make Ed doubly dangerous. People wopuld be yelling at him to stop but Ed would continue sending the person on top of his lift ever closer to some jutting beam or the likes.
The other operator became know to us as "Mad Murdock." Murdock was a heavy machine opertor by profession which gave him a familiarity with the fork lift that was a bit too familiar for anyone in his way. In truth, he was a very conscientious operator. The risk with Murdack was his speed. This became evermore obvious with the number of beers that he had consumed.
Another good character was "Stew". This was a very elderly fellow that was in charge of the Warehouse. There were times that Stew would engage me in conversation that I had no clue as to what he was talking about. By self-election he was also in charge of the keys to the golf carts that were used as transportation. He was urging everyone to remove their keys from the ignitions or someone might steal the cart. He was constantly on patrol. If you left a key in the ignition for a second, you would turn around and the key would be gone. Then the poor guy who lost the key would have to go up to Stew and beg for his key back. The fair was spread out all over the fairgrounds but you were never safe from the watchful eye of Stew.
No injuries and a good time was had.
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