The Dirty Secrets of Your Trade
So, Television is a hot bed of lies, deceit and made up competitions. We can't say that we are that surprised... every job is full of this stuff. It's not like the newspapers currently kicking TV whilst it is down are all that innocent.
We'd like you to even things out a bit. Spill the beans on your own trade. Tell us the dirty secrets that the public need to know.
( , Thu 27 Sep 2007, 10:31)
So, Television is a hot bed of lies, deceit and made up competitions. We can't say that we are that surprised... every job is full of this stuff. It's not like the newspapers currently kicking TV whilst it is down are all that innocent.
We'd like you to even things out a bit. Spill the beans on your own trade. Tell us the dirty secrets that the public need to know.
( , Thu 27 Sep 2007, 10:31)
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Back in the 1990s...
I worked for one of the "Big 4" firms of civil engineers.
The office was an old 1960s block, consisting of 4 floors and a carpark underneath.
On each floor was a vending machine which served tea, coffee, iced water, coca cola, and something laughingly referred to as Chicken Soup.
The firm employed 2 guys to maintain the building which included the vending machines, and they did their job with surprising gusto.
One month, several of my team, including myself were ill with a seriously upset stomach, nausea, vomiting and diarrhea. At one point I was hallucinating, but it all stopped within 24 hours and I returned to work.
This spread to many other staff in the building.
On my return to work, being too fragile to drink tea or coffee, I got water from the cooler next to the machine, just as the maintenance guy was vigorously scrubbing and cleaning the nozzle with liberal quantities of Mr Muscle.
I kid you not, when the next person came to get a cup of coffee out of that machine, there was a good quarter inch head of froth on that cup.
( , Tue 2 Oct 2007, 11:40, Reply)
I worked for one of the "Big 4" firms of civil engineers.
The office was an old 1960s block, consisting of 4 floors and a carpark underneath.
On each floor was a vending machine which served tea, coffee, iced water, coca cola, and something laughingly referred to as Chicken Soup.
The firm employed 2 guys to maintain the building which included the vending machines, and they did their job with surprising gusto.
One month, several of my team, including myself were ill with a seriously upset stomach, nausea, vomiting and diarrhea. At one point I was hallucinating, but it all stopped within 24 hours and I returned to work.
This spread to many other staff in the building.
On my return to work, being too fragile to drink tea or coffee, I got water from the cooler next to the machine, just as the maintenance guy was vigorously scrubbing and cleaning the nozzle with liberal quantities of Mr Muscle.
I kid you not, when the next person came to get a cup of coffee out of that machine, there was a good quarter inch head of froth on that cup.
( , Tue 2 Oct 2007, 11:40, Reply)
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