Generally…
I don’t talk about work. And I’m not going to now. But today I followed behind one of the servicemen from a supplier, who had done things to a machine, that…
Well, imagine if you bought a new car. And you paid someone to install a supercharger. So they came along, and did their thing, and told you they were done, and left. You go out to the car, and discover that they have disabled the ignition. And the supercharger turns out to be hooked up to the air conditioning, so when it’s on, you get a 50 mph breeze to the face. And the supercharger is electrically connected to the car in such a way as to make all the gauges read nominal value despite the engine being off.
Yeah, it was like that. I got it running again but it will need a days work before it’s right.
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wow. that must be a really spiffy service tech. I think I have seen him. I was thinking a good cash of road rash was in order.
On the other hand. guys like that keep you employed.
Wow.
That’s just…
I mean damn! How do you manage not to track these people down and murder them in horrible fashion?
This only happens to me on days that end in a y.
A vendor from that German company by any chance?
Used to work at MSFT and had to deal with the failure of their HVAC systems in some of the larger datacenters.
For me its the “set up guy” that buggers up the initial set up done in a shop many miles from the install location that I’m responsible for. There are really good set up check off sheets that they evidently ignore completely causing the install to go days instead of hours. The customer is down because this thing is in the same space the old equipment occupied that now resides in the recycle center. Arrgghh
I could retire if I had a dime for every time I looked at code and asked “What the f*ck were you smoking when you wrote this? And can I have some?”
I had a bio med engineer call me and said he was having some problems with a piece of instrumentation we make. He had put in new parts but it still wasn’t working right.
I asked what the flows were? Silence.
What was the baseline frequency? Silence.
After a more direct question he admitted he had nothing to measure with and didn’t know were to make the measurements.
We sent them a working loaner and we will fix their fix.
I’ve asked the same question as Mark D many times.
Unfortunately a few times it’s turned out to have been stuff I wrote a few years back.
My Dad once worked in a hospital, one of his duties was setting up the blood-pressure thingy in the exam rooms, attaching it to the wall and filling it with mercury. One dumbass doctor decided he’d do it, and proceeded to pour the mercury without removing the cap from the top of the tube. He thought the mercury was SUPPOSED to run down the outside like that and pool on the floor.
Today of course they’d dispatch a hazmat team, but back then the clean up fell to my father, who scooped the mercury up with a spoon and tongue depressor and put it back in the bottle, before removing the cap and filling the tube.
He swore that some of the dumbest people he knew had MD after their name.
“Medical profession” is a first-water oxymoron.