Being a power plant operator is a lot like being a babysitter. I keep an eye on my six beautiful babies, feed them and oil their bottoms, and make sure if one dies, another is quickly recruited to do its work. (Okay, perhaps that's where the analogy breaks down.)
Disaster doesn't strike often, so I've supplemented those duties with extra analysis of the plant. I've written reports on plant efficiency, engine temperature control, and employee noise exposure...but few people even read them, much less act on them. So I might resign myself to emulating the other operators, and surf the web instead.
"What does this big red button do?"
From the helm of what I suspect is the largest power plant and greatest single CO2 source on the continent,
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