Monday, July 8, 2013

Question of the Day

Suggested by Reader Julie: “After hearing and reading so much about the 19 firefighters in Arizona…”

Have you ever had a job that was physically dangerous?

The closest I came was being a camp counselor where I took kids on hikes in the mountains.  There was a certain element of danger to it, but nothing like being a firefighter or a policeman.

9 barks and woofs on “Question of the Day

  1. As a young man made my living working on coredrills in the western U.S. We always said they were safer than the oil drills, they dudn’t kill you just injured ya. Great for a young man with a classic case of immortality syndrome.

  2. During the 80’s I worked on fishing boats in British Columbia. At the time (maybe now, too) it, and logging, were considered the most dangerous jobs in Canada. I was young and naive. Good thing, too. It was a great experience and I got to places that few people have ever been and seen things that people pay a ton of money to see.

  3. As a paramedic in an urban area, I was been punched, kicked, and bitten more times then I care to remember, and shot at several time. But I always felt in the most danger when sitting in the passenger seat while a co worker with questionable driving skills screamed through traffic in one of the Ford 460 V8 dually pickups we used in the eighties. I guess it had something to do with not having any control of the situation, but that’s when I used to think “Oh my God, I’m gonna die.”

  4. I worked maintenance for 13 yrs. at the plant in Ohio. Some of the parts needing worked on were 10-20′ in the air with no guard rails around. One day, one of my helpers turned around with a part about 6′ long and hit me; we were up about 10′ and knocked me backwards; there was nothing to grab on and I was going over the edge when I righted myself. Lady Luck was with me that morning.

  5. Does serving in Viet Nam count? Otherwise it will be as a framing carpenter walking on 2×4 walls on a two story colonials while setting 16 foot 2X6’s rafters.

  6. I once worked in neuropsych lab where rhesus monkeys were used for experimentation. My job was to tame wild monkeys and acclimate them to the lab environment. Good gig and high pay. One catch: they carried a deadly virus in their saliva. Once I was attacked and after I escaped, I quit.

  7. Fifty years ago I worked in a huge steel mill as an apprentice electrician, while studying electrical engineering in college.

    Clinging to the rafters of a quarter-mile-long shed, 100 feet over the floor, while some sadistic gantry crane operator slams his 200-ton monster into the end-mill bumpers is no fun. The whole building shakes.

    I survived apprenticeship–and two years as a journeyman–then quit the trade and went into telecommunications. Never really used my degree, which is in nuclear power systems.

  8. I have worked in a battered women/homeless shelter and confiscated at least ten guns, knives, and box cutters. Some of the homeless folks weren’t too stable mentally…. Never got hurt though.

  9. Oil rigs. Few jobs are more dangerous. When you’re tripping 10,000 feet of pipe out of a hole, it’s fast and furious and if your fingers, or your head, gets in the way, 1000 pounds of steel do not care one bit. Or when you hit a pocket of gas and the whole thing explodes and you run like hell, or a lightning storm comes up and the driller and tool pusher say you have to keep working. I grew up around oil rigs, and worked on them every summer until one time I almost got killed by a huge piece of equipment falling out of the rig. It struck me a glancing blow and after I realized I was not dead, I walked off and got a job in a library, and have been here ever since.

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