Inspired by the "grumpy old man" subthread in r.c.m but I've wondered this for a long time:
Do most shops have an old guy named "Johnny" or "Johnnie" (not just plain old John) who is really good at his job (may or not be grumpy)? :) Two of the three metal-related shops where I have worked did have.
Has anyone noticed other "coincidences" or "givens" in his trade?
I noticed in Kansas CIty at at least 3 shops i worked at guys with tools with the name of the teacher of my 2nd year apprentice classes . He worked at Bendix where they built nuclear bombs and stold (and resold) everything in sight. So much for their security. I've also noticed incompetent management at most of my previous workplaces althought somehow they all looked different. Rosco
1 Everyone has some form of shop at home.
2 Love to repair broken things.
3 Love to improve things even if they don't need improvement.
4 Collect stuff until they need a bigger house.
5 Fix thier own cars and trucks.
6 Most own a firearm.
7 Spend more time planning out a job than it takes to do the job.
8 Allways have a G-Job in progress.
9 Above average deductive reasoning.
10 Good at math and science.
Just some things i noticed working in shops U.S. and Europe.
But just when we fancied that spelling had become a science, a prescient foreign geisha woman named Deirdre Oppenheimer came down from the heights of a glacier, tore off her veil, seized an ancient financier, and shamed our consciences grievously. "This society is inefficient!", she inveighed. "I wasted my leisure becoming proficient in cuneiform hieroglyphs. Either reimburse me with the value of the Einstein coefficient, or I will drag this man back to my hacienda in Muncie, wherein he will forfeit his life!"
I feigned interest, but looked for our feisty concierge Neil, whom I might inveigle into reining in this weird being. But he had gone to Anaheim, Beijing, Madeira and Taipei with Alexei to shop for a beige geiger counter. His absenteeism made me feel like queueing for the exit. The only sound was the neighing of the sheik's eight reindeer, chewing their edelweiss.
I turned to Sheila, the Budweiser heiress. "Cease your surveillance of the sleigh and its freight! We must stop the reign of this plebeian atheist!" I must have hit a vein, because she deigned to put down her counterfeit kaleidoscope proficiently, albeit only to point out a weird Klein bottle full of nucleic proteins. "Therein is the skein of meiosis," she said, "the leitmotif of our species, of seismic importance to our homogeneity. It would surfeit a meistersinger, a sovereign, or even an omniscient deity like Poseidon."
Decreeing my obeisance, I offered the paperweight, a Meisterbrau stein, and a Holstein heifer to the heister. Agreeing that it was sufficient, she reinstated the old wisenheimer, fleeing with spontaneity via Boeing to Beirut.
Regards, Marv (Brass Rat '63, VIII)
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In my younger years as a German Auto Mechanic, it was always Hans, Ludwing, Waldemar, etc. This was the boss, or various retired characters who came to visit weekly. Most of these guy apprenticed in Nazi Germany. I learned a lot about machines and problem solving, listening to these guys and that has paid off well in my life. Old guys might be stupid sometimes or geniuses, but they all have experience. A half hour listening to the wrong way to do something is still beneficial, but sometimes what these guys have is "lost art". I havent reached 50 yet, but I consider it an obligation to pass on what useful things I know to younger men who care to learn.