You mean the accident where despite a meltdown that destroyed the core, released no radiation during the accident? And when they did release some radioactive hydrogen to prevent the chance of explosion (as mentioned, Hydrogen is explosive anywhere from 4% to 75%), the detected radiation at the perimeter fence was 100mREM, about 1/5 of the annual exposure for a civilian living in Upstate New York and roughly equivalent to spending 2 weeks sunbathing at Virginia Beach? That accident? Yeah, that's totally comparable to Chernobyl.
Here's the comment that I was replying to: Let's look at the consequences of Three Mile Island: The end of new US nuclear power plant production due to what everyone wants to defend as a relatively safe incident. If we're talking about failures of ideologies, how big is that?
It didn't help that immediately before the TMI accident, there was a movie called The China Syndrome, where a nuclear plant had a meltdown 'and the core melted clear through the center of the Earth to China'. My favorite thing to hit people freaking out about radiation exposure with is that a coal-fired powerplant emits more radiation in a day than a nuclear powerplant emits in it's entire lifetime. That if you required a coal-fired powerplant to abide by nuclear plant radiation emission standards you'd have to close all of them down because coal is slightly naturally radioactive (see also radon gas). It's not even a threat to a person mining the coal, but it's in excess of the allowed radiation levels for a nuclear plant.
So this afternoon around 5 I am gassing up my car at a truckstop in the middle of nowhere. I over hear a gal across the pump making arrangements to be in Sturgis South Dakota in a couple of hours and will meet the people for dinner. When she got off the phone I politely mentioned to her Sturgis was still more than 600 miles away. Her response? "Bullshit,besides there's no traffic, we can get their in a couple of hours". Then they got in their beat up mini van and took off. I just don't understand some people.
Well, "couple of hours," doesn't really translate as "two hours," so much as "a few," so anywhere between 2 and 4, with 4 being a bit long. Granted, she still ain't making that trip in less than 6 1/2. Now, an entry from me: So, I'm working in a bar/restaurant/cafe sort of place. It's not big, but it's not tiny, has a bar, tables, we serve food. Last night, we had a pipe dripping from the ceiling (we're under another bar/restaurant in a multi-story building). The owner's husband and I were looking for exactly where it was coming from while discussing said drip as the other server for the evening walks DIRECTLY UNDER WHERE IT IS COMING FROM CARRYING TWO DESSERTS. No drips happen while she does this. He goes to get a flashlight and come back (the ceiling has rafters in it and isn't lit and everything is painted black) so we can see where exactly. The owner joins us and we point out to her that it is the drain for one of the above place's kitchen floor sinks. I grab a big metal stool to place in the way so that no one will walk under the drip. There is a wall between us and the drip/stool. We are a whole 3 feet from the wall. This is a tiny space. Just so you understand how little space she had to pace between us and the wall with the desserts instead of walking behind us where there was more than enough room and she wouldn't be passing under the obvious fucking dripping water. She comes back, moves the stool aside, walks between the now three of us and the wall. I could actually have almost as many posts in this thread as SK if I posted everything she's done and kept it updated regularly. She's thoughtless. Not stupid, but entirely lacking any sort of forethought in her actions. She's also the owner's favorite, not because she kisses ass, but because her ass kissing is genuinely her liking the owner, the owner's bad ideas, and giving the owner more bad ideas out of a desire to be helpful. I could also post about the owner in here, but then I might want to set the place on fire. The rest of the staff are awesome and the food and drinks are good, but fuck, that girl is a liability and the owner is, too.
Our new security company at work has two field technicians that I deal with. Both called David Both have surnames starting with A Both go by the nickname Davey Both expats Both Scottish Their emails are David@company.ky and Davida@company.ky Not confusing at all!
We had 2 guys called Phil back in the GW I used to go to when I was a teenager. They were known as Classic Phil (he'd been there ages) and Angry Phil (he had anger issues). I work in an office of about 30 people, 4 called Richard. Queue the dick jokes
There was a guy who used to work in my "local" (not geographically closest, just easiest to get to) GW named Will (it's my name, too). I'd walk in on a thursday arvo, after work, and greet him with "Hi, Will" and he'd respond the same. One of the new guys commented "Is there an echo in here?" and we both responded with "No." at slightly different times (like an echo). This cracked up the other guys in the store.
Yeah, there were several 'Scott's in the local gaming group. We eventually went with calling us by our last names to stop the confusion, as we were both veterans and therefore used to responding to our last names.
