I wonder if they store their powder in that same shed the guy lit the linstock in?
You are very observant, subdjoe. They did! When I spotted this , I nudged Mike in the ribs and said, "Did you see where he lit that slow match? This could be interesting!"
Subdjoe, I sure hope you are not complaining about this possibly EXPLOSIVE, practice, after all, after 30 years each in quality control, both Mike and I need a little excitement in our lives! As an inspector, most of the time, you are bored to tears.
The various bosses we had thought they were really doing us favors by announcing, "Here you go, guys, they want 3 dimensions checked on each of these 900 widgets!" We thanked him and then placed the reject barrel at least 10 feet away so we could "shoot some hoops" to stay awake on jobs like that. So much for Statistical Process Control or even the standard sampling plan. Nervous managers always demanded 100% inspection.
There were a few notable exceptions, of course, like the time that I was working at the old aircraft factory in North Denver and went nose-to-nose with a very, very upset British Navy Officer who wanted his little pneumatic pistons for a Navy torpedo. Shouting at me one minute and almost crying the next, he was between a rock and a hard place, having made promises to the Admiral that he couldn't keep. Despite his attempts to intimidate me, I felt sorry for him, so I said, after I put the final D-stamp on the paperwork and was walking away, "If you can figure out a way we can ADD METAL to those precision pistons, be sure to let us know."
I was working at the old rocket factory just south of Denver when there was quite a rukus at the south end of first floor factory. Six or seven Air Force Officers were pointing at a huge, 4,000 pound slab of aluminum we called a skin. When I got closer I could see that they were very upset and asking the floor inspector on duty, "Why, why??" He was explaining, in an even tone, why this huge piece was scrap for sure, after the very large Gantry Mill with a 12" cutter chewed up several 20 foot swaths. The coolant failed and chunks of melted aluminum were everywhere! The operator was helped down from his perch above the twisted metal mess by medical techs. I found a nice 2 pound piece of melted aluminum about 70 feet away, shaped like the "Flames of Hell".
Good catch, subdjoe!
Tracy and Mike