Yamaguy55
No difficult problems, just difficult people
Everyone has coworkers. This guy is one of mine. I've known him for years, he's one of the most squared away guys I've ever met. I think he does this stuff to maintain a sense of humility. This is one in a long series of calamities. Now he's good for another three years.
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Subject: My day
I started my day this morning by giving my horses hay and checking their water.
Those of you who know me, know I was raised on a Farm and have been around Horses, Cattle and Electric Fences all my life.
Fences used for Cows and Horses are Different. Horses have skin, while cattle have hides. The horses Fence is a little weaker (Thank God).
So here I am. I give them hay and they have plenty of water but there are leaves in the water. I turn (OFF) the Fence Charger and I lean THROUGH the wire and start pulling leaves out.
This is a good time to give you specs on the fence. It is High Tensile wire rated at 120,000 lbs breaking strength. The wires are 6 inches apart. 6 wires with every other one "Hot", and the others are "Ground". The charger is Rated at 3500 Joules....
So here I am. Leaning through the fence with a T-Shirt on (no not my new company shirt) hot wire across my chest and ground across my back. I'm up to my elbows in a water trough.
You guessed it. The fence wasn't off!
That @+#?!* thing pulsed and lit my ass up. I screamed like a bitch, a little Pee came out and I saw stars. I was bouncing between the 2 wires hoping the next pulse was a hour away when I had the presence of mind to just fall down, freeing me from the ride of my life.
Jesus what a way to start your day..... My chest still hurts.
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I had a buddy in high school, we used to cut across his pasture (full of bad tempered Angus cattle) in the dark to go hunting. He decided to empty the bladder before we left the field, and was much closer to the fence than he thought, Yep: wizzed on the hot cattle fence. His tale (after he stopped hopping around screaming) was that one his stream hit the wire, he couldn't stop peeing until dry. One of his flip-flops freed him.
Within a few months, he did it again, so I can't give him much credit for learning what not to do.
Happily, I haven't done this. Don't want to.
Regards,
---------- Forwarded message ----------
Subject: My day
I started my day this morning by giving my horses hay and checking their water.
Those of you who know me, know I was raised on a Farm and have been around Horses, Cattle and Electric Fences all my life.
Fences used for Cows and Horses are Different. Horses have skin, while cattle have hides. The horses Fence is a little weaker (Thank God).
So here I am. I give them hay and they have plenty of water but there are leaves in the water. I turn (OFF) the Fence Charger and I lean THROUGH the wire and start pulling leaves out.
This is a good time to give you specs on the fence. It is High Tensile wire rated at 120,000 lbs breaking strength. The wires are 6 inches apart. 6 wires with every other one "Hot", and the others are "Ground". The charger is Rated at 3500 Joules....
So here I am. Leaning through the fence with a T-Shirt on (no not my new company shirt) hot wire across my chest and ground across my back. I'm up to my elbows in a water trough.
You guessed it. The fence wasn't off!
That @+#?!* thing pulsed and lit my ass up. I screamed like a bitch, a little Pee came out and I saw stars. I was bouncing between the 2 wires hoping the next pulse was a hour away when I had the presence of mind to just fall down, freeing me from the ride of my life.
Jesus what a way to start your day..... My chest still hurts.
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I had a buddy in high school, we used to cut across his pasture (full of bad tempered Angus cattle) in the dark to go hunting. He decided to empty the bladder before we left the field, and was much closer to the fence than he thought, Yep: wizzed on the hot cattle fence. His tale (after he stopped hopping around screaming) was that one his stream hit the wire, he couldn't stop peeing until dry. One of his flip-flops freed him.
Within a few months, he did it again, so I can't give him much credit for learning what not to do.
Happily, I haven't done this. Don't want to.
Regards,