Re: What's the worst job..........
I had a girlfriend once with an old triumph motor cycle, all lucas electrical of course. We used to joke about the three settings for the headlight switch being OFF, DIM and FLICKER.
No Custom, I never did fight it it Poison Oak land, otherwise I'd probably be dead. That stuff gets me in a big way. I lived in northern cal for a few years and finally got to the point where I could get a little bit of it on me and not need the cortisone shot. I was semi useless as a choker setter...
Lets see, I remember that pulling the engine from an alfa romeo was a PITA, since we didn't realize until it was too late that it was better to leave the engine and trans as a unit. The trans had long studs in it that held it to the engine and there wasn't really enough room to get the engine forward enough to clear the studs....aaargh!
I also had a job with a restaurant dishwahser company. I got to mix up 800 gallon batches of chemical products in big open vats...had holes in all my clothes back then. Also had to go on service calls when the other guys were busy. Boy some restaurants you would never eat in again if you'd ever been in their kitchens...+o(
Once I was loading a semi truck with five gallon buckets of chemical "product". Earlier that morning the boss's kid had spilled some phosphoric acid on the floor of the shop, and I didn't realize that he hadn't really cleaned it up. So here I am, standing in the back of the semi trailer that is backed up to the shop and I'm unloading buckets off of a pallet on the forklift. I end up taking one too many off of one side, the pallet tips and the buckets hit the phosphoric acid covered floor. Well, chlorine bleach, which is what was in the buckets that burst, turns to chlorine GAS when it hits acid like that. So now I've created a huge and growing cloud of CL gas that I have to go THROUGH to get out of the building. I was sick for days.. no one ever said a word to the boss's brat about his acid spill, but I sure heard about the bleach spill.
Ah yes, the fun we had in our youth.... I was so happy when my old boss at the foreign car dismantlers called me up and offered me my old job back over there. I gave my notice at the dishwashing company that afternoon.