Light at the end of the tunnel
not a train headed my way
For a change.
I don’t blog much about work, but this has been a thorn in my side.
I have been asked to add an accessory to a machine tool. The kind of thing I do a lot of, and do often. Like falling off a log.
And usually, they;re in and out jobs.
This one has taken four trips. And each trip, I discover some new horror.
SO Here are the pieces:
Machine tool with outdated control and outdated, budget software, which the manufacturer no longer supports.
External component with “black box” properties- it has certain functions which can be partially controlled, but the majority of it is hidden, and there is a piece of software which connects to it, which is in itself, a barely operable translaton to english from two other languages. Some screens are still in German, some still in Swedish.
Programmable controller which connects the two, but which has it’s own whole set of limitations.
Any two of the above obstacles make the task merely impossible. Four or more, well, it’s unheard of.
Add to this, the fact that many of the mechanical components of the machine are worn, and cause problems/mask errors of the other equipment. Add to THAT, the customer’s decided (and deserving) distaste of the amount of time this has required.
That’s where I am. Oh, and the area where I must work is travelled with stunning regularity by forklifts- I have to place orange road cones to prevent being hit, and have been hit twice just today despite the cones. And the area around the rest of the machine- well, I have to suck in my still not insubstantial gut to get there.
The first system went online today. With the help of a few incredibly talented people, I made the impossible possible. And it’s an incredible feeling of accomplishment.
Now I just have to do it all again, to a machine ten feet away.
May God have mercy on my soul.
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This is what my dad did for a living. I never thought much about it, until I spent 2 days handing him tools on a system at Hyster in Danville, I’ll, some time in the late 70’s. Looked at the guy w a new level of respect after that.
Just my opinion, it is very likely worthless:
The correct answer to a forklift driver who hits you DESPITE cones being set out to say “watch out for people here” is to wait until he’s on break, with his hardhat off, and apply a stout piece of pipe to his skull, and give him an opportunity, via forced nap, to consider the error of his ways.
Aaron, not far off what I wanted to do- but at least this machine’s almost done, and I can move on to the second machine as soon as I have the wiring buttoned up.
One assumes that you’ve reported the asshole(s) to the plant safety officer…
This might be naive, but won’t the second machine go faster, now that you’ve done the first one?
M
Be happy, you’re needed. I’d damn near pay to have a customer ask the impossible of me right about now.
dick, you got that right in spades.
On that note, I’ve done so much for so long with so little I am now qualified to do anything with nothing.
Sorry I’m late to the party, been too busy at work doing … oh yeah! pretty much what you described. I’m tired of off shift hilo operators who honk after they’ve nearly hit you coming around a corner. I once grabbed a guy who almost hit me and let him know what would happen to him, if it happened again. That’s normally not me, but I have a wife and kids, and he was a known pothead.
Just spent all day doing Six Sigma Project Planning. AHHHHHHHHHH!