What's an HP do?

[darkmatter]

From time to time an RP is asked to do things that aren't in any job description listed anywhere.
I once was asked to take care of a snake that had come in under the Rad Waste truck bay rollup door. I did recognize it as a common black snake, captured it, counted it in a tool monitor and released it back outside the gate.
Since the word "Health" is in our title at some sites, I have been requested to perform a medical evaluation from time to time also. I've declined all but a few exams unless they involved ****** exams. [smiley=ladysman.gif]

What strange thing have you been asked to do?

[Vol-Hater]

The strangest thing I have ever been asked to do had nothing to do with "HP work", .

[DJ@Retired]

About 70 MPH to the plant. 1000 MPH inside and about 90 MPH Leaving. Happiness is Dresden in Rear View Mirror. [smiley=laugh.gif]

[jkj]

Nothing.

[darkmatter]

Nothing.

Well, Yes, but we do it with style.

Come on guys, I know you have been asked to do very strange things in your careers, lets hear some.

How about the time the RPs were asked to frisk a beaver shot by security when swimming in the sediment pond that was High Rad due to pumping out a "minor spill"

[SloGlo]

got to assist with an owl shower once.

[Phurst]

Clean graffitti. Bad karma returning to me I suppose. Damn it Jim! I'm an HP not a janitor!

[DeathDose]

Whine, cry, snivel, bitch, moan, complain, hide, sleep, pontificate, call off, call in late, leave early, yada, yada, yada...........................................

[Rain Man]

Damn it Jim! I'm an HP not a janitor!

phurst, shouldn't that be "Habitability Engineer"?

[SOCC1]

look for a bomb

[moke]

At San Onofre a fellow technician and I decided that we would corral a Pelican that just munched on a large Callico Sea Bass out from the Seaweed Roll-off container.

Well, the bass was so big that the Pelican could not take flight and was grounded. This bird was cruising in & out of an RMA so we decided to take matters into our own hands.

As we approached the bird, it raised its wings and started to charge and we, well, took off!!! Hehhehehe!

Another challenge was to frisk a captured and caged seal. Those buggers would attack the GM detector and rush the cage at the same time looking to chew your hand off! Clean!!!! Baby!!

Aloha,

Moke

[Roll Tide]

Frequently I have been assigned job coverage with the implication that I would be the second person to satisfy the 2-man rule. Of course, if HP is surveying, there is never a 2-man rule. I guess that means all HP's have split personalities and qualify as 2-man alone.

P. S. I would love to hear about the barrels of guano I hear rumors about at Maine Yankee Refuel building. Any personal experience out there?

[liam]

Once Upon a Time at TMI (1986)!

During the long cleanup of the melted down unit, some of the techs would amuse themselves by throwing rocks at the trash dumpster rats.  One night, Mike Henry killed a small skunk.  Unfortunately for Mike, aka Skunk Killer, the control room ventilation intake was in the local area.  The control room operators tracked down the offending culprit, and Mike was made to bag the skunk.  Brings new meaning to the term "bagged and tagged."  In this case, Mike tagged the skunk with a rock and got bagged, bagging the tagged skunk.  

[SloGlo]

liam.... i always remembered the saying as "bagged, tagged, 'n dragged"... so i'm figguring that mike had to do the dragging of the skunk to a dumpster far away from the ventilation inlet.... btw, was that a double bag job?

[jjordan]

We watch work for food!

[UncaBuffalo]

I once was asked to take care of a snake that had come in under the Rad Waste truck bay rollup door. I did recognize it as a common black snake, captured it, counted it in a tool monitor and released it back outside the gate.

I was coordinator for one of the storage areas at the Useta site, so when they found a nest of baby rattlesnakes in the area, I was the one who got pointed at to make them go away.  



Fortunately, one of the gung-ho ironworkers said he'd make them disappear.  



Unfortunately, for the next week, they kept re-appearing around the production foreman's desk...  



For some reason, that foreman never did like me after that.    

[radgal]

At a Certain southern plant I was asked to pack cement into a cement lined pipe that was having a flanged end attached.  I was asked to do this because I had little hands, which was noticed after the construction manager dropped his flip phone piece in the spent fuel pit which he asked me to retrieve 20 minutes after said event. Fun HP work Huh?!

[Rad_Toy]

I've aways answered when asked, what do you do?  WATCH PEOPLE WORK !  Am I wrong?

[ratwife]

I'm married to an HP and I'm still not sure what he really does at times. He did bring home a kitten from one site that he "rescued" from under the contractors trailor. He brought it home in his lunch box. I never did like that cat, I think it was mutated or something, the cat loved the kids but hated me. The feeling was mutual.

[lonelylady]

Sorry, I'm not an RP. But I have had to frisk  about a six month old cat that was in a really bad mood, and the opposum wasn't in a real good mood either.  RP's were watching from behind the window in the door.

[Kime_B]

  We're glorified babysitters...  

[MajorMinor]

I'm not HP, either. I'm 'just' a Nuclear Operator. Operators also have trouble explaining to friends & family exactly what we do. My teen-aged kids finally got the picture when I told them that Operators break stuff so that the Trades have something to do, repairing our stuff.

Once upon a time, we found a seagull on the roof of the reactor building. The poor thing had tried to eat a Rapala fishing lure which looked real but had sharp hooks attached. It had barbs through its beak & both webbed feet and was exhausted from struggling to free itself. We cut the lure's barbs with sidecut pliers and set the tired but (hopefully) grateful bird free.

[Roll Tide]

I'm not HP, either. I'm 'just' a Nuclear Operator. Operators also have trouble explaining to friends & family exactly what we do. My teen-aged kids finally got the picture when I told them that Operators break stuff so that the Trades have something to do, repairing our stuff.

Having been operations and HP, I find HP much more difficult to explain than OPS. When asked about OPS, I would finally agree that yes, it's the same job Homer Simpson has.

[Ruddly]

An HP's number one job is to make an elaborate sculpture out of tape spears to be carefully placed upon your co-worker's hardhat so that it can be enjoyed by all.  Horse tails are also important and should not be neglected.  A glove baloon is always a nice touch.

Brad "Skateboard" Reckamp

[HydroDave63]

At San Onofre a fellow technician and I decided that we would corral a Pelican that just munched on a large Callico Sea Bass out from the Seaweed Roll-off container.

Well, the bass was so big that the Pelican could not take flight and was grounded. This bird was cruising in & out of an RMA so we decided to take matters into our own hands.

As we approached the bird, it raised its wings and started to charge and we, well, took off!!! Hehhehehe!

Another challenge was to frisk a captured and caged seal. Those buggers would attack the GM detector and rush the cage at the same time looking to chew your hand off! Clean!!!! Baby!!

Aloha,

Moke

Ahhh, this brings back the good memories of counting the fluorescent orange Garibaldi in the intake bay, and the foot long transparent shrimp (part of the reason that those darn irritable seals keep coming back). I wonder what those beautiful foot-long transparent shrimp would fetch as an order of Ama-Ebi over at Kurando's?