RJ
Done a few things like that.
An ex boss had candidates take a little 'test'.
Most guys frankly sucked at it. If they got half right, they were good at guessing.
Think I did 19 out of 20.
Also showed him two errors in the questions.
Then it gets better.
Was there for what I call an 'audition', or "do I truly have the skill set".
Got past that demonstration.
Then asked about an instrument they were having trouble with.
An IFR1100S is a complex beast of a two way radio service monitor.
Theirs was blowing fuses.
Offered to try fixing it.
Inside of 20 min I found a fried transistor in the CRT display section.
Surprised the heck out of them.
Another time/job was required to take an electro explosives class in PA.
The guy that ran the school had some 'slides' that showed circuits that had killed blasters in the past.
One including a conduction path between a blasting cap, a whizzing dog, and a power source.
Who ever thought a Rube Goldburg device could be lethal?
Modern blasting caps don't need much energy to be touched off.
Blasting caps are a tiny electrical filament, like what you have in a 'grain of wheat' lamp, and three chemical stages, the last one being a gram of C4.
Get the filament hot, the first stage goes off, taking the second and lastly the third. That will supply the shock wave to set off the main charge.
So there I am in class, looking at the slides and hearing the lecture on how people got themselves torn up or killed. (Explosives are a kind of binary business.)
I see a slide with an error in it.
This topic is too dangerous a situation. I can't let that error stand.
I explain it to the instructor and he starts to see the problem.
Im a novice at this stuff, sitting in a room full of experience oil field and mining experts, and they missed it too.
I don't give a rip about their ego's, I don't want people to die because I failed to speak up.
Two slides later, another error.
A few more slides and the last one shows up.
Each time they could not argue, there was a genuine problem with the slides.
These slides had been in use for years, them my fat butt comes along and spots the problems.
That is the day I learned why blasters (people who handle and use explosives) paint the walls with souls.
I've met true geniuses and don't belong in that class of mind.
But Im fairly sharp at what I do.
Seems expecting senior blasters to be sharp was asking just a little bit too much.
Most of them are smart enough to 'do what they do' and live to retirement age.
Hopefully not kill them selves and others.
Found this on UTube, some smart butt sets off a cap in a ballistic gel.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wtu6mqbuTDkStart at about fifty seconds in, and turn down the dumb music, wait for the bang, then shut the thing off, they get stupid after that.
Don't trust these jokes with tooth brush let alone energetic materials.
What that film is not showing is the explosives propagation rate.
That 'void' in the gel opened at about 25k feet per second.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/C-4_(explosive)
Bad things happen to humans and that small blasting cap has a serious amount of energy to it.
The stuff we remember from working life.
One of the fun ones, was one hot August day got the chance to 'throw a snowball' at a smart ass.
At one job we had a 2000 gallon tank of Liquid Nitrogen.
So it's 90 degrees out, hot summer day on Long Island, and there is a cake of ice on the LN2 pipes leading to the building.
Went up to the pipes, took off a layer of frost (aka snow) packed it into a ball, and let fly.
Priceless reactions from the public.
Not the kind of thing people expect to see going past their heads while concentrating on beach weather.
Some day I will tell the story of Rocky the Frying squirrel.
Keep it sane.
Jack Crow aka Radio Mike