Back when I was younger my buddies and I would run the streets all night, and go to work at the newspaper with two or three hours sleep. We would always tell one another "I'm never doing that again", but for some reason we would do it night after night and recover from the lack of rest quickly.
Last night I made it home at 10:30pm from work, washed and dried my uniform, and jumped into bed as quickly as possible for the 5:00 am shift today. Iplaced my uniform out onto the floor like a fireman would, for a quick exit. My alarm went off at 3:50am, and I was out the door at 4:00am. After work I came home and napped for two hours, but I'm still feeling rather tired, just can't recover from the lack of sleep as I once did when I was a young person.
One of our supervisors keeps preaching about feeling the web from our Man-Rowland units, and all of us experienced operators simply look at the web from the quietroom, not the catwalk. That's the beauty of experience, we can look for wrinkles in the web and judge if were pulling too hard or too loosely. I won't mention the supervisors name to protect his privacy, but here's what happened yesterday.
My favorite operator went up on the catwalk to feel his web from unit twelve while the press was running, and his hand went through the web. I really felt bad for him, and gave him a new nickname, Dave Walker.
Enjoy your weekend,
Eddie the Zookeeper