Last weekend at Sully’s wedding, the big guy’s lab mates were complaining to me and ellie over dinner about how the 9th floor guys (me, Joe, Pedro, and the rest) use bleach to kill our cells, and then pour the bleach down the drain, which then creates an odor in their lab on the 4th floor. I told them this was not are fault, and their sink trap should be able to stop any vapors that accumulate before they come up through the sink. They told me that they had it looked at my maintenance, and it wasn’t a faulty trap, but instead a broken waste pipe in the wall that was venting the bleach odor into their lab. Sully had complained about this for years, but I never really cared, until today. At the wedding the guys joked that they could call EHS to speed up the maintenance work order request.
Luckily channel 7 news also responded.
Evidently they did not call public safety, they told there boss, (Sully’s advisor) and he told the secretary that his students could smell chlorine (instead of bleach) in the lab. She then called EHS, who then called hazmat, and thus gave us all in Furnas a nice two hour break. Too bad the big guy is on his honeymoon, and he missed the fun.
2 comments:
Fun Wow!
Good excuse to hit Starbucks!
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