Koolau
Give me a museum and I'll fill it. (Picasso) Give me a forum ...
I worked in a couple of massive automobile assembly plants.
I still dream I have been sent to get something in another area. I always get lost and can never find my way out.
Dr. Frued? What say you.
Heh, heh, not even a nightmare, but a reality: Once or twice a year someone in a production area would send a "greenie" to our lab, asking for a "nitrogen blanket." Invariably, they would be sent back - across several acres of plant - to ask either what size or what color. This could go on for hours. All seemed childish at the time, but it certainly distinguished the hourly folks from the "professionals" I suppose. Folks had to have their fun. All the new fangled computers meant water fights were no longer acceptable.
The real issue for me was that I'd graduated from a decent university and found myself working in a production plant. My lab was hacked out of an old warehouse-upstairs that had been a locker room. BUT, and here is why I chose to w*rk there, it had NEW state of the art lab equipment and it was promised we would become a major laboratory within Megacorp - with our own lab building someday. It took a while, but it all came true before I FIRED. I called all this "paying my dues." Dreaming of this stuff was optional.