The Wall

It was one fine day in july... or was it september... That I opted for the process audit position in my company. I say opted. I was one of the few persons who was cuckoo enough to opt for a shop floor job. I was stupid. I thought I would get bored sitting comfortably in front of a comp, chatting with friends online, oblivious to the yucky world of actual car making. Bah! I say to myself.

Scene 1:

Conveyor assembly line. Lots of people with pneumatic tools making those shrill cool noises...

I think they are cool, so there!

I also have houseminding chores, in case u didnt know, just to put the next scene at least a bit more in context

Me: Excuse me, please tell your people not to drag the tools around. (Im so polite, its like a handicap; dammit!#$%$

Pot Bellied Engineer: I cant

Me: ???

PBE: Interferes with cycle time

Me: ??? :O

[Pause]

But they are damaging the tools. Didnt you cry just yesterday about tools not lasting.

PBE: It is not part of the process

Me: Of course it isnt. Who would put such nonsense about not dragging tools in the process sheet. Its understoo...

PBE: Thats what I said!!

Me: :O

Right then PBE Admiral Senior comes and hushes mini me (The Austin powers super villain, in this case referring to the PBE... Not myself, me u dumbf) away from my scrutiny while ignoring me so very effortlessly. They go into a corner and do this.

I stay there , partially dazed by the sheer brilliance of the stupidity of what just happened, open mouthed. Thankfully, because of weld spatter I close them in a few seconds.....

Me: (Fuming!!) Thinking: Panna maira!#$%^& Mon... I'll get him one day....

Door assembly line with the door engineer (okay, he is called something else, nothing u stupid laymen need to know)
Me: There is a hemming line damage on the door.. blah.. blah.. How do you plan on tackling it??

Before door man could put a word in edge wise

Me(Austin Powers reference): Stop Gossipping! I need 100 doors in 10 minutes. You are holding up the doors

Me: But the doors are faulty! (Thinking: You dumbass SOB!!!%^&%)

Me: Can you please look at the door (exasperated)

Me: But the door is in your hand. Never mind..... (Sigh!) (NANDE DATTEBAYO?!!!)

I imagine he does this as soon as he is out of sight, after thwarting my "presumptuos" attemptsin bringing some "quality" to the factory floor, i.e., do my job....