and he is a "body builder" of sorts.
Now he is a strong fellow, short stocky with lots of upper body strength. He the sort of person you just dont want to be in a position where he gets his hands on you. I dont think this man has a mean bone in his body, but the capacity to hurt someone easily is readily apparent.
I work for the electric utility ànd spend my days putting in services to homes, setting poles, all kinds of work that involves manual labor. We make connections with compression tools and battery powered crimp tools. There is a monumental amount of physical repitition in the work I do. There are job functions each day that not only require physical strength, but you have to know how to use a cheater bar or such for leverage.
Well, today my partner went out of his way to "school" me on how to make a particular connection. This type of connection involves an aluminum tude with set screws. You put the wire in, tighten the set screws, and the connection is made......
Frank wrenched to connections as tight as he could, all the while busting my arse for being older then he and out of shape. I kept quiet for some amount of time and let him talk. By the last connection, other team members were on site and Frank was enjoying the audience, at my expense. So I finally laid the cards on the table for all to see....
"Frank, I said, youre not nearly as strong as you think. I'm better." At that point I knew I had him. His reply was a dare, "You cant' take another turn on any of these connections Sim, youre not man enough." Fits of laughter followed that comment, So I told Frank to get a cheater bar and tighten any two screws as tight as he could, really put his power on them, and then I would take more turns without a cheater. The dare was on. Conditions were set for outcomes....I fail to follow thru and I buy lunch tomorrow, I make it and he calls me Sir for a week.
I almost felt sorry for him.
So Frank choses his screws, grabs a cheater bar and seems to make each artery in his neck pop out as he wrenches tension onto the first screw. He gets it where he wants it and turns to me and says, "Nah, just do that one old man, two would put you in the hospital." You sure Frank? Ok....
So i get my work gloves on, grab the allen wrench I need and tell him "prepare to be amazed".
He laughs at me.
I put the wrench in the screw, get a good hold on it,,,,,,,
and backed it off two turns.
As we left the office this afternoon, Frank said, Good Evening SIR!
