A new shop hazard

[AngWood]

Never use your hand-held side grinder when there are evangelists canvassing your neighborhood, pamphlets in hand. You never know when a little group of middle aged ladies might sneak up on you as you grind away wearing a mask and ear protection. They may wave their arms and call out at you, causing you to look away from your work, startled, and sand your finger instead of your plywood. You may be tempted to tell them off, or you may have enough self control to thank them for the pamphlets and wish them a good day.

[Ron Williamson]

We have rules regarding how to approach and speak to a guy using a tablesaw.
No surprises ie.yelling to him or approaching from behind.
Make sure he can see you waiting patiently.
Don't help while you are waiting, unless he is expecting it,and you know what the hell you are doing.
Any breach of these rules will earn you an offcut applied to your cranium. :mad:
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[Bob Smalser]

I always face the portable sawmill toward the access to the site and I always take a dog to work regardless of what I'm doing.

The "official greeter" reliably precludes surprises when one works alone.

[Fitz]

Ya, I'll never forget, a few of them pamphlet pushin' poachers snuck up on my father once while he was in the middle of splitting the winter's supply of wood.

Well, I'll tell you when he got done going up the backside of them and down the front side about sneaking up behind a fella with an axe, they did see god, I'm sure of it, right there in the driveway! :D

[Katherine]

Reminds me of work. About half my building is prototype testing / warehouse. When one of the safety engineers or technician needs to set off an air bag, they usually do 10 min, 5 min, and 1 min warnings over the loudspeaker system. Saves the staff from getting hurt by an unexpected loud bang from the exploding airbag.

[Paul Pless]

You may be tempted to tell them off, or you may have enough self control to thank them for the pamphlets and wish them a good day so, which was it? :D

[Leon m]

I always lock my shop door when I'm working with power tools and sharp things.

[AngWood]

SURE, BLAME THE VICTIM! ;)

After checking for blood (none, just a nasty "rug burn"), I chose the civil route. That's just my nature. But while I was studying my finger, the whole riot act flashed through my mind. "Ooh, you didn't get a splinter, did you?" one asked.

[alteran]

Originally posted by Leon m:
I always lock my shop door when I'm working with power tools and sharp things.You musta been working last week when I stopped by. :(

[sr. jigaboni]

I'll have to agree with Mr Smalser on this one. My dog ain't good for much anymore, but if you sneak up on us anywhere, you've earned it.

Also, a big sign in my yard tells those types not to bother me, as I am not civil. well, not about stuff like that... you don't want to be the tele-marketer who calls my house.

[Leon m]

Originally posted by alteran:
</font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Leon m:
I always lock my shop door when I'm working with power tools and sharp things.You musta been working last week when I stopped by. :( </font>[/QUOTE]Oh that was you...I thought it was one those Jahova's whitness folks. :D

[Tom M.]

Ha. Reminds me of a story. There I am, 8 or 9 years old, playing in the yard. My father is working on his boat in the driveway. Two of them overly nice people walk up to ask him how his day is going. He looks at them. Then one of them asks what he is doing.

"I'm workin' on my f$%&in boat!!!"

They quietly scurry away as my father turns to me, grinning.

[Paulyboy]

Originally posted by Tom M.:
Ha. Reminds me of a story. There I am, 8 or 9 years old, playing in the yard. My father is working on his boat in the driveway. Two of them overly nice people walk up to ask him how his day is going. He looks at them. Then one of them asks what he is doing.

"I'm workin' on my f$%&in boat!!!"

They quietly scurry away as my father turns to me, grinning.Maybe all the boatbuilders should call themselves ark builders in certain peoples presence. Might give 'em a rise, eh?