So at work we spray the inside of tires before they go into the mold with a chemical that needs to be filtered first. Every day we clean the filter 4 times in a sink, and pump the waste from the vat that the drain leads to into containers that we get forklifts to carry to narnia or something.
the pumps aren’t perfect, and when the water-diluted chemical (who’s name I never learned to spell) sits there long enough, it sinks to the bottom and creates this semi-solid amalgamation that has he consistency of a really thick custard that we are supposed to clean out every shutdown, summer and winter.
Apparently nobody did this shutdown, and naturally it clogged up. After we fixed the clog we decided we should probably clean it. One of the troubleshooters acted like he was going to do it so I went to grab a drink before I came to help. As I return, he says “why don’t you do it” and walks away. He says he’s gonna get someone to help, but he doesn’t. Of course he’s not doing anything else so I don’t understand why he can’t help.
The worst part is that one of the other troubleshooters is standing 5 feet away from me chatting up a storm with one of the machine operators and doesn’t lift a finger to help. When I politely ask her to, she says “we only have one scoop.” When I pointed out that she could easily just grab some gloves and do it by hand, she just awkwardly laughs like she thought I was joking, goes “I didn’t even know we were supposed to do that.”
Did I mention that this is the most fowl smelling stuff I’ve ever had the displeasure of experiencing?
So here I am, scooping out a bathtub full of ****-flavored Ben and Jerry’s all by myself, with someone whose apparently too grossed out to do her own damn job.