Any coke fiend....
Things You See at Work
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Any coke fiend....
Axxe55
Retiretgtshit stirrer
ROFLMAO funny stuff! Ben seemed more concerned the guy was using the unsanitary package shelf than that the guy was snorting coke! LOL!
A job I worked a LONG time ago, it was well known to seemingly everyone but me that cocaine use was basically commonplace. So one typical evening after work we were at a bar having some drinks and whatnot, and coming out of the bathroom I'm met by one of the gals I worked with.
Her: Hey, you got any blow?
Me: Got any what?
Her: Coke.
Me: <eyes suddenly wide open now> NO?!??!
Her: <turns red, leaves the bar>
Her b/f and coworker: Hey, you seen <girls name>?
Me: <nervously> No, I think she left.
Come to find out she thought I was one of the club. I've calmed down a lot over the years, but I'm still pretty high energy. Not exactly the sit down and relax type.
Her: Hey, you got any blow?
Me: Got any what?
Her: Coke.
Me: <eyes suddenly wide open now> NO?!??!
Her: <turns red, leaves the bar>
Her b/f and coworker: Hey, you seen <girls name>?
Me: <nervously> No, I think she left.
Come to find out she thought I was one of the club. I've calmed down a lot over the years, but I'm still pretty high energy. Not exactly the sit down and relax type.
Texasgordo
TGT Addict
Was she hot?
The grid.
That's what I see.
Cables. Conductors. Insulators. Towers.
Bolts, nuts and hardware that keep it all together.
Fuses, breakers, relays.
I can't even drive down a highway without studying lines and poles.
Wondering if the dispatch or patrolman know the troubles I've seen in the last few miles.
I often get asked, "how do you see issues so quick?"
I've spent more than half my life chasing outages in the dark. A spotlight shining on wires and poles at 2am.
Watching new construction in the daylight almost makes me feel guilty.
That's what I see.
Cables. Conductors. Insulators. Towers.
Bolts, nuts and hardware that keep it all together.
Fuses, breakers, relays.
I can't even drive down a highway without studying lines and poles.
Wondering if the dispatch or patrolman know the troubles I've seen in the last few miles.
I often get asked, "how do you see issues so quick?"
I've spent more than half my life chasing outages in the dark. A spotlight shining on wires and poles at 2am.
Watching new construction in the daylight almost makes me feel guilty.
Axxe55
Retiretgtshit stirrer
I do recall one sort of interesting incident that happened when I was a night shift supervisor.
We all had clocked out for lunch break about 3 am in the morning. Well about an hour later, I inquired where one the guys was, and someone told me his wife had brought him his lunch, so he was probably out in the car with here eating and spending time with her.
Well, I wandered out to the parking lot and saw his wife's car and walked up and started to knock on the window, but when I noticed the "activity" going on, I just turned around and walked back to my office.
He came into the shop shortly afterwards, and I guess he has seen me come out there. He started apologizing and was scared I was going to write him up! Honestly, I couldn't even think of any rules he had violated. He was off the clock, in her vehicle, and she was his wife. I did mention if wanted to participate in such "activity" again, to find a little more discreet location the next time.
We all had clocked out for lunch break about 3 am in the morning. Well about an hour later, I inquired where one the guys was, and someone told me his wife had brought him his lunch, so he was probably out in the car with here eating and spending time with her.
Well, I wandered out to the parking lot and saw his wife's car and walked up and started to knock on the window, but when I noticed the "activity" going on, I just turned around and walked back to my office.
He came into the shop shortly afterwards, and I guess he has seen me come out there. He started apologizing and was scared I was going to write him up! Honestly, I couldn't even think of any rules he had violated. He was off the clock, in her vehicle, and she was his wife. I did mention if wanted to participate in such "activity" again, to find a little more discreet location the next time.
On my way back to work after picking up some lunch, I saw a car parked in the grass across from a neighboring plant. The doors away from the street were open and a guy was laying on the ground. Thinking there must be a problem, I stopped to render assistance. To my surprise, the guy on the ground was just waiting his turn while his buddy was banging an ugly, fat prostitute in the car. Apparently, they both worked at the neighboring plant. After that, I'd see that same car parked there at least once a week for several months.
A company I worked for bought a tank farm on the Houston Ship Channel. Years ago, it was common for prostitutes to come on site and "service" the ships at the dock. The previous owners got nervous that they might be considered accomplices to a crime, so they told the prostitutes that they had to have some other purpose to come on site. So the girls would come down to the ships to sell them telephone cards. (Not so long ago, long distance was pretty expensive and probably still is for overseas calls, so people would buy cards to pay.) There was a lady that came to work for the EHS department and one day she saw a group of "phone card girls" heading to the ship. She turned to her boss and said, "What's wrong with those women? How can they walk up the gang plank or walk around the ship in those high heels, and you know it's not very professional to wear those tight fitting dresses. Shouldn't they be wearing Nomex?" Her boss laughed so hard he nearly needed oxygen. He said, "Sandy, how many phones do you think there are on that ship?" He had to explain it to her, and she was mortified. When we took over, our corporate lawyers hired a law firm to look into our potential liability and eventually we locked out the phone card girls.
A company I worked for bought a tank farm on the Houston Ship Channel. Years ago, it was common for prostitutes to come on site and "service" the ships at the dock. The previous owners got nervous that they might be considered accomplices to a crime, so they told the prostitutes that they had to have some other purpose to come on site. So the girls would come down to the ships to sell them telephone cards. (Not so long ago, long distance was pretty expensive and probably still is for overseas calls, so people would buy cards to pay.) There was a lady that came to work for the EHS department and one day she saw a group of "phone card girls" heading to the ship. She turned to her boss and said, "What's wrong with those women? How can they walk up the gang plank or walk around the ship in those high heels, and you know it's not very professional to wear those tight fitting dresses. Shouldn't they be wearing Nomex?" Her boss laughed so hard he nearly needed oxygen. He said, "Sandy, how many phones do you think there are on that ship?" He had to explain it to her, and she was mortified. When we took over, our corporate lawyers hired a law firm to look into our potential liability and eventually we locked out the phone card girls.
Speaking of bathroom stalls, my brother and I had a guy come into a restroom and take a dump while we were installing the bathroom partitions.
We're hanging the door on the handicap stall and he sneaks into the other unit to take care of business.
We're hanging the door on the handicap stall and he sneaks into the other unit to take care of business.
Saw a lot of cocaine at work. For instance the 2,300 pounds we seized in Laredo back in April 1996 while I was temporarily there on a detail.
There was quite a lot more to the story, which was different than what was released to the press and then printed in that article, about the investigation associated with the seizure of almost 2,300 pounds of cocaine.
The group I was working with on the case.
Yours truly receiving a commissioner's citation for my work on that case.
There was quite a lot more to the story, which was different than what was released to the press and then printed in that article, about the investigation associated with the seizure of almost 2,300 pounds of cocaine.
The group I was working with on the case.
Yours truly receiving a commissioner's citation for my work on that case.
Axxe55
Retiretgtshit stirrer
cycleguy2300
TGT Addict
It's weird walking into work and smelling fresh hydro... in a sealed bag in an evidence locker, but it still make the whole building smell. It smells better than bo/sweaty vests so I'm not complaining.
I would post about the last drugs I found, but it doesn't hold a candle to what you have seized, mine was in the gram/Oz range.
One of the funnier stories was we got a CHECK WELFARE call for a guy sleeping in the drivers seat at a gas pump. We show up, and start talking to him and he is clearly high, but wasn't driving, so nearly free and clear. When he steps out of the car I noticed some bars (alprazolam) loose, in the door pocket. "He man, do you take any prescriptions?" "No, nothing", "cool"... while he is getting talked to I start a PC search and in the front find a few pills, a pipe, a little weed and a USPS shipping label that had been torn from a package and sharpied over (still readable in the right light...) nothing in the back seat, but the trunk had two big vacuum sealed bags of high grade hydro weighing four pounds in a USPS shipping box with a torn of shipping label. Both bags had been opened and a small amount looked to be missing.
This pot head dealer had the weed shipped to his house from Cali, left it in the car, got high on his own supply, passed out in the car then got found by us. He was paranoid enough to tear off and sharpie out the shipping label, but stoner enough to not get around to throwing it away, it still cracks me up thinking about how he got busted. Street narcs hit the house soon after and found more stuff iirc.
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Saltyag2010
TGT Addict
That long hair can’t cover up that red neck
cycleguy2300
TGT Addict
Yeah. Left cerebral. I was kinda just wanting to see how the compressed images for the forum compared to the original.
