un-buggering a chip conveyor on a geriatric machine.

Consequently I ended my day feeling like Spiny Norman. I managed to soak a lot of the little slivers out, but this morning I’m still picking crap out of my hands and arms. There was a sizable rust spot in the bottom of the tub this morning.

I caught a great deal of flack for doing this rather unpleseant job myself, rather than delegating it to someone else, but I never send a man to do a job i won’t do myself. That kind of behavior is the exclusive property of assholes, and while I’m an asshole without question, I’ll never be that kind.