For anyone who hates their job...

Hmmmm.
I think that person might be one of my customers. He, now a she always did walk a little different.
I just figuired something was up. He, now she, told us she lost her job after the last surgery. Something about it being a crappy job, and 'she was always getting poked.
Hey, I once had a job measuring ice. I got to measure it when it was cold, and when it was warm. Kinda hard to measure warm ice, it just moves around in the container. Nothing solid to measure. It was my job though.
The final conclusion. When ice is warm, it is very difficult to measure. I got paid over 12$ an hr for that job. Go pork barrel.
I couldn't believe they had a five year study on warm ice. I called it water and everybody freaked out. I was not PC.

I wonder what kind of person actually sits down and reads the small print on the direction for a thermometer.
Pretty basic operation to use a thermometer.

i can see it now ;D....remember when they used to lick the end of a thermometor......if they only knew ;D....said the tester ;D....kev.

I still remember, back when I was a little kid, and the Dr would come to the house. Remember house calls? Talk about retro.
Well, I refused to learn to be toilet trained. I got a rash, a big rash. The Dr would come by and cover my butt with purple paint. I have no clue what that was but I know it hurt. Before he would slather on the goo, he would take out the THERMOMETER. I knew what it was, I knew what it did, I just never thought it was used on anyone else.
I get this picture of a gazillion little kids going
HOHBOY!
Now, I get this bizarre picture of someone in a white coat, picking up this little white piece of glass rod, with a bulbous end full of mercury. Armed with a smile and bending over, testing the white piece of glass rod with a bulbous end full of mercury, going
HOHBOY!
over, and over, and over, and over. Each time grinning and smiling and shouting, "Got another one!"
I do wonder though, is it tested just for fit, or the full Montie.
Boy, can this thread be fun.
Can you imagine being a rectal thermometer tester, and retiring after 20yrs. How about going to a class reunion.
"Hey Harold, what kind of career did you find?"
Hehehehe.

You know, I spent the entire day wondering, what would have happened if one did not pass quality standards.
I mean, aside from structural, was comfort involved, inconvience factor, facial expressions, the list goes on. What about busting one testing it and getting a blob of mercury stuck in the poop chute? How would you file that on workman's comp.
I sure wouldn't tell anyone.

Doc that was something called methelyne blue (something like that) it's an antisceptic - used it on my son when he had bad diaper rashes - neighbors kid spilled it on my pale living room floor - it stains like hell! took many tries to get it out - my cousin is a chemist and I vaguely remembered my high school chem class where we neutralized that stuff - with acid (vinegar) - turned it clean - it really works though to clear diaper rash

As for the thermometer, think about it, do they clean it after someone tries it out and before they sell it to the consumer?