... The boys are at it again,..this time, my 18" Honeywell Floor Fan... [img]http://www.kaz.com/kaz/store/produc...oductId=56cb2400a086451f6840ce40d03d1020[/img] The masons say they last saw it after the framers were using it,and left it out by the dumpster,..of course on the one day I wasn't there... I GIVE UP!!!
Russ

[This message has been edited by Attic Rat (edited 08-17-2005).]

Hey A-Rat! I checked your profile to see if you had any other posts about losing stuff on jobs as this is what I've been going thru a lot this year...and I'm still LMAO at your list of interests.(Inhaling blown fiberglass dust, sweating, passing out) LOL, funny stuff! I've spent a lot of time in attics and so understand.

Working in an HOT attic one summer on a rehab job, just an ocean of the blown in pink stuff, and a tin-knocker was also up there working. We were sweating profusely. He was laid out on his belly stretching his arms out into the soffit trying to get a piece of duct put together with a transition down thru the eave and had a helper outdoor on a ladder trying to get it put together. It wasn't going well and he finally rolled over on his side in the pink stuff and moaned, almost crying. "I hate my job". Struck me so funny I never forgot it. Attics in summer aren't for the faint of heart.

Not sticking up for any stealing sleezballs but why was it left unlocked?

It's a sad fact of life in my area that it's either locked or stolen. We leave nothing unlocked and still we have gang boxes opened up and emptied.

Just a note for those of you that use gang boxes, check how the hinges are fastened to the box, believe me the thieves pay attention. A little time spent with a welder seems to help.

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WELL I DON'T SEE YOUR NAME ON IT!

... Well it just so happens,Mister Fancy-Pants Moderator dude,..that my middle name happens to be "Honeywell",..Atticus Rattus Honeywell Vobiscum in full,and if you look real close,you're bound to see my "name" somewhere on the fan...hhhmmmph!!



[This message has been edited by Attic Rat (edited 08-18-2005).]

LMAO!

Hey Russ...what, you work in New York [take whatever ain't nailed down] City?

Nailed down, chained ???
If these guys are intent on taking something they will find a way to take it. I have a buddy that is proficient at picking just about any padlock there is.
He isn't one of the dirt-bags taking things, but you can imagine coming back to a site after a weekend and finding your gang-box just the way you left it on friday with one exception it is totally empty!!!!
Chaining things down ??
Have you ever seen a match involving a porta-band vs. a chain ???

Maybe you need a couple diamond backs in the gang box when you are not there.

Snakes R Us security systems.

Maybe keep a few well armed helpers in the gang box and when someone opens it up to steal....




And then hang em by the entrance as an example as to what happens to thieves.
It just goes to show that our society is too laxed when it comes to some crimes, we need to return to the good old days or even the ways of other cultures where if you are caught stealing you get your hands taken away. The consequences need to be upped so that people will think twice about thievery (is that a real word?).

[This message has been edited by mkoloj (edited 08-19-2005).]

The reality in the US is that the cops don't care about property crimes unless you steal billions and that is a recent thing.

They will spend hours in the bushes to catch someone 10 mph over the speed limit and someone smoking damn near anything these days will have the full weight of the government down on them but if you actually caught the guy stealing your fan the cops wouldn't do anything.

Awhile ago some group, and I won't go poltical here, but they gave criminals rights.

And the criminals ended up getting more rights than me and you.


(restraining myself here)

The only positive thing a cop once told me was:
"you can't take fingerprints off a brick"


Hint, hint.....


Dnk...

I smiled when I read this. I was in some small-town fleapit airport ( tin shed, dirt runway), in a certain middle-eastern country many years ago, when an artificial hand and wrist suddenly appeared on the little 'sliding box' conveyor going through the x-ray machine. It was just as if a grenade with its pin out had appeared. Everyone, the devout that is, (except Joe Muggins here), literally sprang off in all directions in a blind panic, including the soldiers! Turned out to be a practical joke by a bored guard, and I can't remember ever seeing so many people convulsed in laughter, before or since, once the joke sank in.
Then, I got bounced off my flight by some rich SOB, but I was still laughing!

Alan




[This message has been edited by Alan Belson (edited 08-19-2005).]

Claymores and tripwires..

or pit vipers.. or pit bulls..