I beat the sun up. My damn sinuses hurt so bad I have to get up. Day two in the life of an employed man. Yesterday the wind blew so damn hard everyone wanted to go home. The job did shut down a little early. Working beside a coal pile left everyone looking like underground coal miners. Lord Kadizzle came home took a shower, and proceeded to recover from the tragic shock of work. When The Commander came home for the inspection she mentioned the dirt in Lord Kadizzles ears. Apparently he had missed some scrubbing. After using some wet wipes the ears were clean. The wet wipes looked like carbon paper when he was done.
Yesterday Lord Kadizzle had a conversation with an old safety guy on the job site about the spiraling hopelessness of coal fired plants. The cleaner you want them the more megawatts you use to clean the exhaust. The more megawatts the more pollution you create, and of course the whole damn process becomes more inefficient. The plant we are working on is one of the older ones in the area, so it is like putting a new exhaust pipe on a model T, and hoping to end up with a Prius.
The type of safety work Lord Kadizzle is now engaged in is somewhat different from his traditional lines of work. Rebar placement is a new thing. Yesterday his lordship had his first try at walking out on to this mess. It is like learning to walk on a ship. The opportunities to step through the mess and bust the royal jewels are endless. It is amazing the guys who do this do not all have very high voices.
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