Having been under the weather the last ten days, I find that Youtube videos sometimes help kill the hours of boredom. The following video reminded me of when I worked for Xerox back in the mid-60's as a field technician. I was fresh out of the USAF, in my mid-20's, wore substantially smaller clothes, and my hair was solid black. I started out in the Loop area of Chicago which was not a pleasant place to make calls, the Playboy Club was no exception, a real PITA usually and the women weren't as you would see them in the monthly issue. You got the feeling they were successful due to certain talents as opposed to looks. But I digress. I eventually was reassigned to the west side burbs and finally my sole territory was Argonned Nat'l. Labs, a small city unto itself with dozens of Xerox equipment that pretty much covered our product line...and I loved it. I had a good rapport with the various offices that used our equipment and was often invited to office parties for Christmas, b'days, etc. Once the gals got to know you, it became an even more pleasant place to work and you had to be on your toes to keep it profressional. This video reminds me of a call I got one day from the computer center, the young lady I knew quite well and seemed in a panic so I hurried over during their lunch hour since fewer people would be on location. When I arrived, I found it odd that the receptionist hustled me on through security without checking, telling me Ms. ??? would meet me in the copy center...so off I went, expecting the unusual which in itself was not unusual at Argonne. Turns out, Ms. ??? and friends were having some fun with the copy machine, and had experienced a paper jam which also scorched some papers inside. What they were copying confirmed my suspicions of observed physical endowments but a couple images didn't stop there. Their reason for panic was evident...the last thing they needed was to have management find out the contents of the machine jam. Plus, I had to promise they never would. Now, nearly 50 yrs. later I feel their secret is safe to be told, plus I don't recall the names anyway...only the images.
I cleared the jam, repaired the machine and got them back up and running. As I removed the paper from the machine I handed it to the girls without comment, but when done and back running I'll never forget the thanks. From that day forward, every time I came to service their equipment they had some sort of edible treat waiting for me. When I finally left Xerox to go back to school, the good-byes were almost as good as the thank-yous I got for fixing that one machine on that day 2-3 years earlier. When folks ask me now what was the most interesting job I ever held and what made it so special, I just smile, knowing Argonne was not an isolated incident. Was I ever tempted? Obviously. Did I ever??? No!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gNMUMWozf7I
