Night Train
Maker of Things
When I was a young electrician I had to install the wiring for an extractor fan in the back of a kebab restaurant. When I got there an elderly chap was 'preparing' the stack of meat for the skewer by patting and flattening the assorted meats, on the surface of one of the chest freezers in the room, and then layering up the skewer.
As I needed to get access to the top of the walls to drill and fix mini-trunking for the wiring and the chest freezers were in the way the old chap cleared the meat off the first freezer and wiped the greasy surface with a grubby rag and gestured for me to climb up and stand on the freezer top.
I started fitting the mini-trunking. The top of the freezer was covered in my boot prints and drill dust. As I progressed along the freezers the chap kept moving the meat along ahead of me and wiping the grease off the freezer tops.
When he reached the last freezer he picked everything up and transferred back to the first freezer and carried on preparing the meat. He didn't wipe the freezer top so my boot prints and drill dust ended up in the kebab!
I haven't eaten a kebab since.
As I needed to get access to the top of the walls to drill and fix mini-trunking for the wiring and the chest freezers were in the way the old chap cleared the meat off the first freezer and wiped the greasy surface with a grubby rag and gestured for me to climb up and stand on the freezer top.
I started fitting the mini-trunking. The top of the freezer was covered in my boot prints and drill dust. As I progressed along the freezers the chap kept moving the meat along ahead of me and wiping the grease off the freezer tops.
When he reached the last freezer he picked everything up and transferred back to the first freezer and carried on preparing the meat. He didn't wipe the freezer top so my boot prints and drill dust ended up in the kebab!
I haven't eaten a kebab since.