Deadly Paperwork
Language: en
The factory motor was literally smoking. I sprinted over with my toolbox, only to be stopped cold by the Production Supervisor. "Did you fill out the emergency work order?" I gritted my teeth, scribbled the form, and rushed the main breaker. Then the Safety Officer blocked my path. "Where is your lockout-tagout risk assessment?" I told him the machine was seconds from melting down; my apprentice was already bringing parts. But when my apprentice arrived, the Warehouse Manager intercepted him. "Where is the parts requisition slip? No slip, no parts." My voice was hoarse. I screamed at them…