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Authors: Bryan Reckelhoff
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As the duo undid the straps on the glass and steel and unlocked their tools, they were joined by Virgil Green and Brent Lee Bagwell who wore the same bright orange rubber Nu-Skins as the rest of those in Engineering.
“ Virgil G and BLB, glad you gentlemen decided to join us. Your materials are unpacked, tools hooked to the air hoses, you need us to affix the glass for you as well?” Jasper had no patent on being the butt of Jacob’s jokes, not even this early in the day.
“ Nah man, we want it done right,” replied Brent Lee as he pulled his long red hair back into a ponytail, part of his daily pre-work routine. “You stick to the easy stuff and let us handle the hard part. This annex will never support life if you bunch of knuckleheads from metal did the glass.”
This brought a chuckle from the dark-skinned Virgil. “ Yeah and just cuz you steelers want to show up early, don’t mean the rest of us have to, so long as we meet daily demand, what the hell does it matter when we get here.” Then he turned to Brent Lee and added, “We might have to build a statue for all the damn martyrs around here.”
“ Ok, I see the ‘glassys’ brought jokes too,” Jacob said, “Now let’s hope you brought the hardhat and lunch pails fellas, we have a lot of steel up there waiting for you.”
The bright blue eyed Virgil closed out comedy hour with one final jape, “ Well with as slow as you guys in metal move, we should be caught up in no time flat.”
The back and forth brought a chorus of laughs fr om the participants before they got down to work. The jabs were playful in nature and common among the different parts of Engineering, whether it be metalworkers, glassworkers, electrical, or any others present. For now, it was just the three sub-departments of Engineering putting the crown upon the latest annexation. Within a year, the last pane of glass would be set in the floor and a ‘best use study’ would be conducted by the Department of Research and Development to determine how the newest annex would be most efficiently utilized.
More and more workers joined them as the sky began to brighten. Somewhere behind the thick haze on the eastern horizon, the sun was rising. After all the supplies were released, Jasper, Jacob, Virgil and Brent Lee, harnessed u p and began their ascent. The joking was left on ground floor. When ‘on the beams’, everything was serious. The work required great precision, not to mention balance and focus. Their harnesses would protect them from hitting the ground, but did nothing to prevent them from crashing into the constant flow of materials being raised all around them.
Glassmen began affixing panes on both sides of the beams. They swung back and forth in their harnesses with suction cups strapped to their hands, which they used f irst to catch and then maneuver themselves around the large panes of glass as they were placed in the proper position by the cranes. Once in place, Virgil and Brent Lee ran a set of long screws, as thick as a human arm, into the predrilled holes of the glass and into the heavy-duty steel beam. After applying a natural sealant they finished the work by capping the holes with specially made glass dowels, pounding them flush with a rubber mallet.
It was not uncommon for the metalworkers to catch some amuseme nt by watching the ‘glassys’ floating in the air, waving the suction cups frantically and often times futilely as the large panes of glass seemed to try to dodge their best efforts. Once they attached themselves to the glass and it was placed into position, it did not take them long to complete the process.
As Jasper and Jacob waited for more bolts, they watched the glassmen catch another pane. As Brent Lee and Virgil used their suction cup hands to crawl to opposite ends of the forty foot pane, the welder and boltman struck up a conversation, this one started unusually by Jasper as a tinge of sadness crept into his
As the duo undid the straps on the glass and steel and unlocked their tools, they were joined by Virgil Green and Brent Lee Bagwell who wore the same bright orange rubber Nu-Skins as the rest of those in Engineering.
“ Virgil G and BLB, glad you gentlemen decided to join us. Your materials are unpacked, tools hooked to the air hoses, you need us to affix the glass for you as well?” Jasper had no patent on being the butt of Jacob’s jokes, not even this early in the day.
“ Nah man, we want it done right,” replied Brent Lee as he pulled his long red hair back into a ponytail, part of his daily pre-work routine. “You stick to the easy stuff and let us handle the hard part. This annex will never support life if you bunch of knuckleheads from metal did the glass.”
This brought a chuckle from the dark-skinned Virgil. “ Yeah and just cuz you steelers want to show up early, don’t mean the rest of us have to, so long as we meet daily demand, what the hell does it matter when we get here.” Then he turned to Brent Lee and added, “We might have to build a statue for all the damn martyrs around here.”
“ Ok, I see the ‘glassys’ brought jokes too,” Jacob said, “Now let’s hope you brought the hardhat and lunch pails fellas, we have a lot of steel up there waiting for you.”
The bright blue eyed Virgil closed out comedy hour with one final jape, “ Well with as slow as you guys in metal move, we should be caught up in no time flat.”
The back and forth brought a chorus of laughs fr om the participants before they got down to work. The jabs were playful in nature and common among the different parts of Engineering, whether it be metalworkers, glassworkers, electrical, or any others present. For now, it was just the three sub-departments of Engineering putting the crown upon the latest annexation. Within a year, the last pane of glass would be set in the floor and a ‘best use study’ would be conducted by the Department of Research and Development to determine how the newest annex would be most efficiently utilized.
More and more workers joined them as the sky began to brighten. Somewhere behind the thick haze on the eastern horizon, the sun was rising. After all the supplies were released, Jasper, Jacob, Virgil and Brent Lee, harnessed u p and began their ascent. The joking was left on ground floor. When ‘on the beams’, everything was serious. The work required great precision, not to mention balance and focus. Their harnesses would protect them from hitting the ground, but did nothing to prevent them from crashing into the constant flow of materials being raised all around them.
Glassmen began affixing panes on both sides of the beams. They swung back and forth in their harnesses with suction cups strapped to their hands, which they used f irst to catch and then maneuver themselves around the large panes of glass as they were placed in the proper position by the cranes. Once in place, Virgil and Brent Lee ran a set of long screws, as thick as a human arm, into the predrilled holes of the glass and into the heavy-duty steel beam. After applying a natural sealant they finished the work by capping the holes with specially made glass dowels, pounding them flush with a rubber mallet.
It was not uncommon for the metalworkers to catch some amuseme nt by watching the ‘glassys’ floating in the air, waving the suction cups frantically and often times futilely as the large panes of glass seemed to try to dodge their best efforts. Once they attached themselves to the glass and it was placed into position, it did not take them long to complete the process.
As Jasper and Jacob waited for more bolts, they watched the glassmen catch another pane. As Brent Lee and Virgil used their suction cup hands to crawl to opposite ends of the forty foot pane, the welder and boltman struck up a conversation, this one started unusually by Jasper as a tinge of sadness crept into his
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