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Used to have a pair of goofy 'alleged' industrial maintenance men were I worked I tagged with the nicknames, Lenny & Squiggy, because they resembled those characters on the old Laverne and Shirley TV series.

Everybody dreaded when they showed up to work on something because you could pretty well bet the farm with full confidence that it would have to be redone, often even before they got out of sight.

We had a guy at work that would name everyone 😂

Our custodian had a cleft lip and palate and his teeth were kinda jacked up. Dude named him “Sharkey”

Oh Lort, forgive me. It was so wrong

I’ve had a couple of doozies work for me. I wasted enough time on them then, I ain’t wasting any more time on them now!

He's got a good sense of humor and took it well, he ain't a pussy and he wasn't humiliated in the least.

He's 19 and we knew we'd have to teach him a bunch but he's learning.

In my misspent youth I was high lead logging on the Olympic Peninsula in Washington for a big outfit. The 'mancatcher ' sent us a fine young specimen, strapping big kid, a picture of athletic health. Of course we interrogated him, he was a 2nd stringer in the UW football program, forestry student. Anyway what a disappointment, great kid, likeable, strong as a bull, kinda willing, a good listener...everything you could ask for...but he just had no stamina. 3 hours in the morning, he tried hard, fell down quite a little more than he should have. But about 3 hours after daylight, he was pretty well done. It wasn't a nutrition problem, we all ate at the same cookhouse...maybe metabolism or he just weighed too much or something, I'd guess he'd go 240 maybe...my rigging crew was all wiry Jiminy Cricket looking guys under 170 pounds. I asked that they find someplace to put him where he wouldn't get hurt, I saw him later and they put him on the log rafts, and it was working out. Always wondered how his football career panned out.

Many years ago I worked around a framing crew where the foreman had a name for most of his guys. The most memorable one was "Struggles". Watching the kid work it became clear why.

Had a "toolmaker" at work who couldn't hold tolerances worth a fůck on a lathe. He'd get a shaft down to about .005" oversized and out comes the 220 emery cloth. Ever after he became known as "220"

Some people are like that. I worked with a guy who was younger than me. I had more seniority than him. When we got sent on a job together he would tell me he was gonna do all the work, all I had to do was hand him stuff. The guy could work like a machine on weed!

as lineman crews went we all had a percenter either worthless white guy or another race guy so we did their share of the work and they still got paid . if they continued as a poor worker we just gave them the crappy things to do.

Had one we called "Blister". Always seemed to show up after the work was done. In reality he got much better, but the name stuck.


Clyde

When the foam ear plugs first came out,we got a whole box of multi colored ones,one of the old Dockbuilders comes up to me,"WHAT KIND OF CANDIES ARE THESE ? THEY HAVE NO FLAVOR AT ALL,THESE SUCK!" When i told him they were earplugs he went bat s ..t, we were rolling on the ground laughing.

For some reason "Nashville diesel college"? Comes to mind. If there is or was such a place.
Pretty sure it was Tennessee, Nashville rings a bell.

Parents spoiling their kids. Paying for everything so little Billy can concentrate on his "studies".

Letting Billy take a couple years off after school.

Letting the prick come back home while he "looks" for a job that "speaks" to him.


Nice work...parents.

Is that what happened with the senior citizen you had digging holes?

LOL

We've got a couple youngsters one the excavation crew ones 20 ones 22 . Both very good kids and workers... But it took a while to find them. I'd say 75 percent range that apply either can't pass or won't take a drug test ..

Sounds like he has effectively sterilized himself

I went to bat for a parolee who was getting straight As in machine shop programming. Boss hired him. He could not do anything. Wasnt even good at pushing the green button. I figure the instructor passed him to get rid of him.
We had "grandma" there too.
My real grandma had a hired hand my uncle named speed

I banned recruiters from UTI from the high school auto mechanica program I taught after seeing firsthand what kind of graduates they produced. My father was Chief Instructor for Nashville Auto Diesel College for around 12 years, and he wrote most of the training material when they upgraded their curriculum in the late 1960's. I did some of the technical drawings in the worksheets he wrote as a college drafting project when I was in engineering school. NADC was owned for 60-something years by the same family and was one of the top automotive, Diesel, Collision repair and welding programs in the country. It's now owned by a big corporation that has schools all over the country, and the quality of the program has suffered pretty badly.

You know yourself that unless someone has a good grasp on machining and fixturing taking a course in programming a machinist does not make. People have too high of expectations out of someone who has had the basics in CADCAM programs like Mastercam or SolidWorks...