Power washing a hangar floor (one of the stupid "busy work" jobs we get stuck with
) When the thing sputters and dies. Instead of checking to see if it had gas (I didn't even know what they put in it, either 100LL or Jet) I decide to go ahead and yank it to restart. I look for a place to grab it to keep it from rolling all over while I'm trying to start. Turns out the exhaust manifold isn't a good place to set your palm on.
Gotta love how "HOT" is every bit of size 12 font carved in in the same color as the exhaust. I had "CHAUD!" branded into my hand and ended up going to the emergency room since it was a second degree burn. Pretty much healed up a week later. The little hand symbol with the X over it (as in don't touch this, jackass) was branded in there too. I kinda wish that was permanent, it's kinda funny.
Then the other night I got done topping off the Jet A truck and got back in feeling like I was forgetting something. Yeah... the hose was still connected. Not really a big deal since the truck would die when I tried to put it in gear if I didn't catch it.
Then there was cleaning the coffee pots and dropping one. Thing shattered into a million pieces all over the lobby and was loud as hell. :laff:
Fortunately my brilliance hasn't broken anything important/expensive yet. I think my paranoia pays off in that regard.
And there was the night that I heard the tail end of someone on ground saying they were taxiing to our FBO. I look out and see a Cessna sitting on the taxiway so figuring they can't find us, I run out there with the lightsticks and start directing them in. They taxi by and it's the flight school next door's 150. Felt like a real tard on that one.



Then the other night I got done topping off the Jet A truck and got back in feeling like I was forgetting something. Yeah... the hose was still connected. Not really a big deal since the truck would die when I tried to put it in gear if I didn't catch it.
Then there was cleaning the coffee pots and dropping one. Thing shattered into a million pieces all over the lobby and was loud as hell. :laff:
Fortunately my brilliance hasn't broken anything important/expensive yet. I think my paranoia pays off in that regard.
And there was the night that I heard the tail end of someone on ground saying they were taxiing to our FBO. I look out and see a Cessna sitting on the taxiway so figuring they can't find us, I run out there with the lightsticks and start directing them in. They taxi by and it's the flight school next door's 150. Felt like a real tard on that one.