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Friday, November 11, 2005

Lightwave Space Nerd

So I got a little backstory on that space nerd of a supervisor, Tom. He's the nitwit I interviewed with in Lightwave that likes to have his employees dress up for "Star Wars Day" at work. Retard. I called up one of my buddies still working at the Optical Coating Lab. Senor Biskits is a good friend of mine and he's been working at the Optical Coating Lab for over ten years. I figured if anyone might know about Tom's past there and be able to give me the scoop it would be Senor Biskits. Sure enough, as soon as I mentioned Tom and gave Biskits a quick description of what he looked like, he knew who Tom was right away.

"Nobody was sad to see him go when he quit to go work for you guys at Bill and Dave's."
I asked, "So, was he a weirdo there or what?"
Senor Biskits thought about it for a couple of seconds and then said in his cartoon character like voice, "Remember how everything at the Optical Coating Lab is overboard on safety regulations?"
"Yeah."
"Well, Tom was one of those guys who tried to ease off some of the safety rules. You remember when you came in to work every day you had to wear safety glasses even at your locker and stuff which was nowhere near any equipment or anything. He wanted the company to get rid of rules like that so you only had to wear protective gear actually in the work area, not everywhere in the building at all times. He changed his mind though."
"How come?"
"One afternoon he was leaving work and he forgot he still had his safety glasses on. He was by his locker out of the production area and a metal fragment flew all the way across the warehouse and hit him in the face. If it hadn't been for his safety glasses he probably would have got it in his eye. After that, he became a Safety Nazi."
I asked, "Is there anything else you remember about him?"
Senor Biskits said, "No. Just everyone here was relieved to see him go."

I was hoping for more juicy dirt than that. Oh well. Anyway Lightwave is stuck with that guy. I'll probably never run into him again unless it's in the cafeteria.

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