Guess who left the house today and forgot to put on their deoderant??
We had movers come to the lab today to stack two huge 570lb shakers (see above pic). They were the most incompetent movers ever. So instead of using a hydraulic lift to raise the shaker off of the pallet, they just tip it out onto its backside and let it hang out on a 4 wheel dolly. Then they decide they can't place the shaker on top of the base because their lift isn't strong enough to lift over 500 lbs. OK, they need to get another one.
Unfortunately they left the shaker perched on top of the dolly. Not centered of course. Meanwhile, they are off doing whatever for 3 hours or so and we call the moving company several times. They said they used their lift and it was shaking under the load so they decided to get a different one. Too bad I was there the whole time and saw that they never touched the stupid lift. Real smooth, the guys have to lie about their own inability to get the (expensive) job done.
So now we are stranded, our 570 pound monster shaker is perilously perched and useless to us. While we are waiting for the movers to return and fix their screw-ups, Shelly, my new boss/PI was behind the monstrosity and must've tapped it ever so slightly. The whole thing tipped over and gave me a heart attack at the same time. Luckily I wasn't too close to it. And it landed, feet first. The power cord still reaches the outlet. I think we should just leave it in the middle of the lab walkway...so we won't have to mess with movers anymore.
The beauty of it was the movers came back a little while later and they have the nerve to ask me how it got upright onto the floor. Let's be logical: "Yeah, Shelly and I just lifted it up and set it down right there like that. 570lbs isn't that heavy." I didn't actually say that...but I did mention that they left it in an unstable position and it "just fell over, all by itself." Ooopsie!
By the way, Shelly is southern. I don't mean wannabe-state-clinging-to-the-civil-war-still-like-Virginia southern. She's from New Orleans. Talk about a cute accent! When the shaker fell she said "shit" and it sounded like "shi-yet" and it was the cutest little curseword i've ever heard.
We had movers come to the lab today to stack two huge 570lb shakers (see above pic). They were the most incompetent movers ever. So instead of using a hydraulic lift to raise the shaker off of the pallet, they just tip it out onto its backside and let it hang out on a 4 wheel dolly. Then they decide they can't place the shaker on top of the base because their lift isn't strong enough to lift over 500 lbs. OK, they need to get another one.
Unfortunately they left the shaker perched on top of the dolly. Not centered of course. Meanwhile, they are off doing whatever for 3 hours or so and we call the moving company several times. They said they used their lift and it was shaking under the load so they decided to get a different one. Too bad I was there the whole time and saw that they never touched the stupid lift. Real smooth, the guys have to lie about their own inability to get the (expensive) job done.
So now we are stranded, our 570 pound monster shaker is perilously perched and useless to us. While we are waiting for the movers to return and fix their screw-ups, Shelly, my new boss/PI was behind the monstrosity and must've tapped it ever so slightly. The whole thing tipped over and gave me a heart attack at the same time. Luckily I wasn't too close to it. And it landed, feet first. The power cord still reaches the outlet. I think we should just leave it in the middle of the lab walkway...so we won't have to mess with movers anymore.
The beauty of it was the movers came back a little while later and they have the nerve to ask me how it got upright onto the floor. Let's be logical: "Yeah, Shelly and I just lifted it up and set it down right there like that. 570lbs isn't that heavy." I didn't actually say that...but I did mention that they left it in an unstable position and it "just fell over, all by itself." Ooopsie!
By the way, Shelly is southern. I don't mean wannabe-state-clinging-to-the-civil-war-still-like-Virginia southern. She's from New Orleans. Talk about a cute accent! When the shaker fell she said "shit" and it sounded like "shi-yet" and it was the cutest little curseword i've ever heard.
