Doug Brock-Maintenance Foreman. A red-faced, pot-bellied man with a voice that sounds like it came from the trench that the U.S. Military threw the Decepticons into at the end of "Transformers." An incredibly nice guy, he was a high school basketball standout and played against Shaq on multiple occasions. I would NOT like to fight this guy.
Ronnie Jackson-Operations Manager. Another incredibly nice guy, he has been working out here for his entire career. Has a daughter who is married to a Marine stationed in South Carolina. Always stops and chats with us, "how are things going," "you kill any pigs yet," etc. Huge Tech fan.
Vince-Maintenance. When we were first assigned to the cooling towers, Vince brought us a tool that was meant to scrape the crap off the planks. It worked really well, but we only had one, so we tracked him down and asked for another one. His response: "Oh, that scrapin' thing? I made that..." Do I need to type more?
Anthony-Maintenance. Worked here for 4 1/2 months, and seemed to be really interested in hearing about all my partying stories from college. Sadly, I had none to share.
Alton-Maintenance. Born and raised here in Brownfield, and loves the small town life. He spent 10 years in Pasadena while his dad was offshore, and he came back right as soon as he could.
Johnny aka "Skinny"-Read our last post.
Larry-Maintenance. By far, the most foul-mouthed guy here. When we arrive in the morning, we are greeted by Larry's "Well, its another f****** motherf****** day." Griffin was helping him put tin on the plant roof one day, and apparently got a bucketful of life lessons, some quite illuminating. He and Vince are probably about as handy as they come.
Gilbert-Maintenance. This unbelievably nice man has been working in the plant for 27 years. One more time for effect: THIS UNBELIEVABLY NICE MAN HAS BEEN WORKING AT THE PLANT FOR TWENTY-SEVEN YEARS. Also very handy, he always takes the time to chat with us, find out about our lives, etc.
Joe aka "Baby J"-Maintenance. Read our third post.
Robert Machuca-Welder. Scratch golfer; last Saturday he went to a funeral and then shot a 70. Dude is baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad.
Byron-Mechanic. Works on all the cars/trucks/Polari (sing. Polaris) that the yard uses. Also pretty foul-mouthed, he is at first very, very intimidating, but once you return his tools on time consistently your in like peanut butter.
Jason-Maintenance. Spells his name "J-Sin." At the company games, Jason and I actually got to mess around on the old guitars for awhile, and he was quite good. A good-looking younger guy, he has a sweet-tooth for the finer things in life, like alcohol and women. Oh, and by the way, he's a cage fighter.
Derek-Bagging. Son of Larry, he lives nearby in Loop. I spent one afternoon taking back a compressor to a rental company with Derek, and we had a great time skipping out on real work for a few hours.
Obviously there are more, but these are the guys that we work with most. Now you know.
By the way, Griffin and I got our first chemical burns today. Sulfuric acid. We have scars.
This job is awesome.
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