Quote Originally Posted by Jesse DeForest
Agreed. However, I do go to work stoned. I love it. I recharge fire extinguishers, which may not seem very chill, but trust me, it is. About three quarters of the time is spent just sitting and taking the extinguishers apart and cleaning all of the pieces. Remind you of something? Cleaning a pipe.

I don't know, it's just so chill, just sitting there high with headphones on, working with my hands. Even better is when the customer doesn't want us to charge them on-sight. Then I get to take them home and do them in my own garage.

The worst part is that last 1/4. That's when I have to pressurized the extinguishers with nitrous, which is loud, and just scary when you're high.

One day I got unbelievably blazed, and I had only seven extinguishers I had to do sometime over the weekend. So I take them all apart, and one of them needed a valve stem replacement. I was high, of course, and I made the mistake of putting a valve stem in it that did not match that particular extinguisher. When I went to charge it, this happened.





20 pounds of chemical powder. It shot in my face, and I ran out of the garage, to use the spigot to clear out the powder in my nose (The stuff burns like crazy, and makes you feel dry and ashy.) When I went back around to the front of the house, "smoke," was just POURING out of the garage. By smoke I mean the massive amount of unbelievably thick dust. My mom pulled into the driveway at this time and thought the house was on fire. I couldn't see halfway across the garage, and the extinguisher was still going off. Once it stopped, it took about 20 minutes for it all to settle. Took forever to clean.

Honestly the biggest buzz kill I've ever experience in my life. I mean, my face and hair were just powder white from it all sticking to me, I looked dead.
thats hilarious man

and I find the fact that your job is solely to recharge fire extinguishers funny too