@bk69
Trying to figure out how you could've kept the load from endangering anyone that didn't deserve to be darwinated while still sparing the idiot boss
The idiot boss was the one should have been darwinated. Or in this case, had everything from the knee down sliced into little bit.
Working in the car plant, stamping shop. We had two blanking lines - presses that cut the coils of steel into rough shaped sheets and then stacked them up - and five transfer presses, which would take the stack of blanks and then turn them into various parts, like fenders, door panels, roofs, whatever.
Roof blanks we had to use the big, gas clamper truck, because of the weight involved. Most everything else, we used a simple Komatsu that could pick up about three thousand pounds. It's not like you could get the blanks up and easily all the way onto your forks, either. Most of the time, you had them on the tips, because the whole forklift won't fit up close to the press.
The OTHER minor detail is that we ran JIT - just in time. Meaning I'm bringing a coil of steel up from the warehouse and loading it for the next run, the press operator is making sure the thing is running, and then I'd unload what we ran, take it directly from the blanking press to the transfer press.
Take 200 double edged razor blades, stack them one on top of the other, and then move them from point A to point B. You'll note that I said nothing about wrapping or securing the load - we didn't do that, you simply were good enough to move the stack of blanks without dumping them (most of the time).
Department manager comes blasting between the dies, so I have no clue he's coming, while I'm bringing a load of door blanks for C line right off the blanking press. He pops out right in front of me. If I hit the brakes, 200 sheets of steel will slice his legs off. If I keep going straight, I'm going to hit him with the full load and run over him.
I got off the throttle and swung the back end left, towards him. The load of blanks came off, but it was like a deck of cards being fanned and to the right, so all I did was hit him with the backrest. But that also meant the battery took one of the lifting pins from a die into it. Those battery casings are tough ... they're not that tough.
He got hurt, but not that badly, and even though he was the whole shop manager, he's the one that got written up for the safety violation.
I think I had a thing for managers. Few years later, I was in the trim shop, taking a container of parts out and driving backwards like normal. Flashing light and beeper worked fine. Final line manager came busting out behind a set of lockers, I nailed him square with the back end of the truck and sent him tumbling 20 feet down the aisle. He was pissed, but it was his fault for not being in the crosswalk, and for not stopping. Pedestrians do NOT have the right of way in a factory environment.