Technofil: A couple of days ago, I was called to one regime explosive-fire-hazardous state office, mixed with TV and terrorist attacks prevention... They worked with builders with a car lift, which stung in a state disassembled over the entire length, and with two other people in a cushion.
In general, I came with an assistant.And then the circus began.Almost two hours we were issued a pass on the car, despite the running prorab - the chief of the guys sitting in the wheelchair.Then we were looking for helmets, vests, insurance belts and even told the prorab to fence a ribbon around us and the car lifts. I was in principle fun in contrast to the pro-payment time and the time went at the time of arrival...
Then we finally walked, but strangely nobody checked what we had in the car - and there besides wires, spare parts, computers and tools a bunch of interesting things... Not counting the injury I had on the belt... How I started the lift - this is another story.But as I expected at the exit, nobody checked us.
And the most interesting thing - I asked the full-time employees of the facility, how much they are paid.I was just terrified for what coins they suffer every day this circus.
No, I understand, pay well and you can at least wear the clown’s noses to everyone as a means of defense.I sell a part of my life and you pay me.But to tolerate this for a penny, and yet without the possibility to leave earlier when it is necessary or to make a work iron for the home.