Rajobigguy
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I don't want to take this thread to far off track but I can't resist telling a couple of related tales about jewelry and fryers.Cool thread indeed. Looking forward to the pix and stories on the 1940 Deluxe Opera Coupe.
Wedding ring stories. When I was 16, I worked at this restaurant called Garcia's of Scottsdale in Bellevue WA. A Guy was working a fryer dropped his band into the fryer and with quick precision reached in to try and retrieve it. Nothing like 400 deg oil to make a sudden change of heart. LOL.
Back to the cool stuff.
When it comes to rings, my experience was a class ring that I managed to get caught between the + and - cables of my car battery instantly turning my ring into a glowing band around my finger. Yeah try removing a ring when half your finger is blistered and swollen. That took some time to heal, and the ring had to be cut off. Interesting thing is that the emergency ward has a tool specifically designed for removing rings in this exact scenario so I guess it's not all that uncommon.
Now when it comes to watches, I used to work for an outfit that did repairs on street sweepers and one of the things that you do is to refurbish the brooms. The brooms is basically a big drum with a large spiral groove that you lay the bristles on as a cable is fed onto the drum and it pulls the bristles into the groove. So I was unwinding one of the brooms and feeding the cable onto a reel above the broom and a cable clamp on the steel cable caught my watch band and drug me up onto the spool. There is a deadman switch that is supposed to shut the machine down when your foot comes off of it but the damn pedal stuck in the on position and up I went onto the spool with a cable fimrly wrapped around me.
Now last but not least we get to the fryer story. Back many years ago when I was a youth working at a fast food establishment I was cleaning the over head vent hood and when I got the the section above the fryer there was a fair amount of grease build up in the area and I slipped. My foot went right into the fryer. Nothing quite like the smell of deep fried tennis shoes with skin blistering up like pork rinds ( chicharrones ).