The Daily EO: November 2nd, 2012

We had an accident at work today.  I was in earlier than normal as I needed an update on production for a critical customer shipment.  I arrived to the floor about 10 minutes before shift change and found a large number of team members gathered – not working – in one section of the hallway.

I looked down to one of the production rooms and saw a team member laying prone on the floor.  A team leader was crouched beside him checking respiration.  My boss and all the production floor management was there and the emergency response team were proceeding as they had been trained.  I could see that our team was handling the emergency situation and I needed to do my part by getting out of the way.

But even as I moved out of the area so the team could do their work, the image of an injured and unmoving team member stayed with me.  I couldn’t see if he was okay and I didn’t know what had happened.  I could only hope.

I returned to my desk upstairs to await the arrival of anxious team members (wondering why there was an ambulance and fire truck outside) to provide what information I could.  An injury had occured and we were dealing with it appropriately – more information will come.

Word came that a fall had occurred and although the team member had struck his head, he appeared to be okay.  He was up and talking and being taken to the hospital to be checked out.  And everyone’s stomach unclutched a little bit.  But the knot stayed with us most of the day.

I feel relief that our team member is okay and will make a full recovery.  But I also feel shame that on our watch – at my company, a team member was injured doing his job.   It doesn’t matter that he doesn’t report to me, or a partial reason that the injury occurred was of his own actions.

It was critical that we get the customer order out!  It was critical that we get the piece of equipment running!

But did our message of Safety, then Quality, then Delivery get lost in the pressure filled situation?  Did he feel so much pressure that he did something unsafe?  Do the team members that do report to me know I mean what I say?   That I truly believe that it always is safety before anything else?  Do they know they can refuse work they deem unsafe without direct or indirect reprisal?

When I say something is “priority”, “critical”, “paramount”, “Hot!”, do I have to say “after safety of course”?   I thought it went without it saying every time.

November 2nd, 2012 Extra-Ordinary:  We get a second chance to make sure the message gets through and I hope my embarrassment lingers to remind me what can so easily happen.

The Daily EO: June 1st, 2012

Warning: Graphic. (and Pathetic)

I stayed up until 3:30 am on YouTube.  That is not something I have ever done.  Usually I get pretty bored pretty quick with all the videos.  It’s like a bad episode of America’s Funniest Home Videos that never ends.

But this was another story.  It all started with me snooping on Emile’s Facebook account.  I sometimes read his friend’s updates and see what they are going on about.  I am not on Facebook (and I take perverse pleasure in seeing their stock price fall after the IPO), because I don’t want to be found by the people I don’t want to be “friends” with.  Assuming they want to find me, of course.  And don’t get me started on the “Happy Birthday” thing.  Is that really sincere?  Could you really do anything less for them?  But anyways, sometimes it is nice to be peeking through the windows via Facebook.  And I don’t have to share any of my information.  Perfect.

Anyhoo.  One of Emile’s “friend’s” had watched a video on-line.  A video about something I didn’t think existed.  I was horrified, repulsed, and fascinated all at the same time.  Really?  People post these kinds of videos?

I don’t think I could ever be a doctor, well, at least one that has to cut and probe people.  I could probably be a psychologist (only 2 degrees to go), where the probing would take another path.  I do not like to watch surgery, of the cutting of people, or seeing devastating injuries – I just don’t have the stomach for it.   And on a somewhat related matter, I don’t think I could be butcher either.

So, I clicked, and watched.  And clicked and watched.  More and More and more.   Clinical settings, drunken idiots, and everything in between.  It was the proverbial car wreck that I couldn’t turn from.  There is something wrong with me.  I don’t want to admit it, but Emile said if I was going to stay up to until 3:30 am doing stupid stuff, I had to admit it to the world on the EO.  (which hardly seems fair because I made up this blog in the first place)

June 1st, 2012 Extra-Ordinary:  Cranky on June 2nd due to lack of sleep from watching Abscessed or Infected Sebaceous (Epidemoid) Cyst Draining videos.  I feel shame now.