He was fired today for failing to heed to my instruction of not driving the lifts. My boss asked him to leave and not come back when he nearly killed us all when he took out a gas tank attached to a liquid propane fueled fire heater.
Pat, the refractory manager, saved our lives when he leaped on top of the runaway propane hose that was spraying flammable gas everywhere and was trying to keep the gas from igniting on the other nearby heater. [In case you don't know, liquid propane heaters work by creating a controlled but open flame]. All of us were screaming at each other. Fabrication manager, Bill, sprinted to the tank and shut off the valve. We then all scrambled to shut off all the open flame heaters until none of us could smell the propane anymore.
It was an awful and scary experience. I had really thought to myself, "This is it. Goodbye, world."
Bill had a few words with someone on the phone and then turned to Kenny and said, "Kelly at the front counter is printing your check right now."
Kenny interrupts, "Why?"
Bill chuckles then states, "Cause you're fired."
That ends my problems! Yay!
thanks furry forum!