snowbunny glad to hear you’re out of danger. YAY!
Ok, a quickie to tell y’all about losin’ steam power and donut sticks from Jesus. I’d go longer but after a supper of steak, N.O.T., sallit and cheesey bread to be followed in a while by peach cobbler with good 'niller ice crean, we’re about to take a dip in le pool. I figure that will be followed by, well,
so I won’t be back later.
The story…
Picture it, Wednesday night/Thursday mornin’ third shift. Da brewry loses steam power. In case I have not mentioned it before, Miller produces most of its power to run the plant. A lot of it is steam. If steam gets lost, then stuff like the pasteurizers don’t work which means no beer production cause if’n we can’t pasteurize, we can’t produce. So, anywho, about an hour into third shift (begins at eleven p.m. and goes to seven a.m. the next morning) the plant loses steam power. Bad, bad thing! However, it gets fixed in about an hour. A good thing. Now, a bad thing, again. See, when sump’n like this happens, stuff must be restarted but can’t be like restarted all at once. It must be done in a specific sequence. Got it? Good! Ok, Miller has these people called Unit Managers who are in charge of certain can/bottle lines. These people must rotate shifts so there is always a manager on duty. I guess that’s ok, cause it’s a job that pays dang good. Anywho, the [del]absolute idiot[/del] manager on duty that night decided that instead of starting in the prescribed sequence, that everything would get started at the same time. OOPS! Immediate shutdown again! When I got to work yesterday morning, stuff was just beginning to come on line again (in sequence, imagine that!). It was two hours into my shift before everything was runnin’ again. However, I did get some entertainment out of it. The [del]idiot in charge[/del] manager on duty that caused the problem got a royal, big time butt chewin’ by the plant manager right there on the floor! I had a front row seat! For real, I was at my work area which was waaaaaaaaaay close enough to hear the whole thing. HEE! I heard words that I definitely was not taught in Sunday School. 
Now for donut sticks from Jesus. I think I’ve mentioned this before. Anywho, the snack machine in the break room I frequent has a habit of droppin’ stuff for free from time to time. This week it was especially busy. I swear, everytime I was in the break room I saw a goodie or three drop! So, I’m comin’ into the break room Wednesday afternoon for my last break of the day. One of my buddies is in there and she’s at the snack machine just as I walk into the room. She looks at me and says, “These donut sticks just dropped. As soon as I got 'em out of the machine I looked up and there you were. This can only mean that Jesus wants you to have donut sticks” and hands 'em to me. So, I et me some donut sticks from Heaven at my break. Who knew donut sticks were a miracle food?
Ok, off to the pool now. Nitey nite y’all!