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My favorite was this.

A fire guy was told to give a talk about fire shelter (AKA Shake and Bakes) safety. He moseyed up in front of the group, and told us he was supposed to tell us how to use our fire shelters. He stated that it was his belief, that if you got into the situation that you had to rely on them, you were dead. He then told us how to effectively use them.

"They are to wrap around your head so's your mama can identify your body after the rest of you is burned up."

He in turn, was taken away and given a lecture about his lecture.

Anything that made an impression on you?
 
Yup. My Dad was a cropduster. Every year he'd have a pre-season safety meeting for all the pilots. We'd have speakers from the county ag department, the state ag department, somebody from the FAA, a rep from the insurance company, and some people who I suspected were total strangers but just liked to make speeches. They darn near talked and lectured us to death. By the time the donuts and coffee were gone it was hard to stay awake.

The last person to speak was my Dad...and he always said the same thing. He'd stand up, look us over, pause for a second, and say "Don't crash"...then he'd sit down again.
 
Kind of like the advice given to Burt Reynolds in White Lighting "keep it between the ditches." Short and to the point works best in most cases.
 
Chain saw safe use and handling.

Alright class this is the blunt end and this is the sharp end, you'll do best keeping the blunt end comfortably close to you, while keeping the sharp end pointing away from and off ya soft fleshy bits.


There a good reason saw chaps don't have man nuts pouch protection fitted, It keeps your mind focused 100% of the time.

My favourite taken from a chap here on AS.

Lad, you just try to be smarter than the bit of wood ya cuttin Ok.
 
Paper making safety chat from a Millwright close to retirement..... priceless

Don't put your fingers anywhere you wouldn't put your johnson (only he used a different word at the end).

He retired with all of his fingers.... rare event for old school paper mill millwrights.
 
When our forestry class went on a sawmill tour, our teacher gave this speech. He was originally from Arkansas so had that accent and spoke kind of fast for those of us who grew up in Eastern Warshington.

"Watch yourselves. There's things that can cut off your hands. There's things that can cut off your legs. Heck, there's things that can cut up your whole damn body!"

It was a very scary mill. :eek2:
 
The Siderod on the first job I had in the woods told me this: "Now looky here rook'. You follow me all day for the first few days while I shows ya the lay. You'd better be on me like stink on ####. If I move, you move, if I duck, you duck, If I jump, you jump. If'n you ever SEE me runnin', and you ain't... it'll probably be too late for you. So yeah... save me the call to your momma and remember that "stink on ####" part."

Gary
 
Most memorable safety lecture for me was one I gave at a mine I was working in.

I went over to a buddies place one night, we were all put up in mobile accomodation. Had some beers, talked some ####. Went back home and crashed, lived about 5 doors up from him. Woke up about 2 or 3am to the sound of some kids letting of fire crackers, thought about getting up and telling them to shut up but decided to go back to sleep. Next minute heard a huge 'BOOOOOOOOM' that reverberated all round. Ran out the door in my shorts and my buddies van was raging on fire.

Kicking at the door, throwing my whole body into it it and couldn't open the damn thing. Next minute he busts out the door and he's a mess, all melted up and on fire, no clothes on. Threw him in my car and raced into town through every red light full speed. They fired up the flying doctor plane and flew him to brisbane for specialist surgery. 3rd degree burns to his whole body (yeah, his willy too), face, everything. Had hundreds of skin grafts, and 2 years later was still wearing full body pressure suits. No ability to regulate his own body temperature because he couldn't sweat properly any more.

Told me that he woke up and slept without clothes on. Everything was on fire, bed, his head, his arms, whole place. He made a quick run for it and got burnt up running through the place trying to get to the door. The door opened outwards and had a small round handle. He grabbed it and all his skin came off, couldnt grip it. Took a breath he knew would be his last and squeezed down on it, through flesh, right to the bone, and turned the handle. Told me there was times he wished he'd just stayed in and taken that breath.

Ended up giving the car away because i couldnt get the smell of burnt flesh out of it. A week later I had to walk through the place with the fire brigade, they were trying to identify the cause and wanted me to identify as many things as I could in the wreckage. All these things were inside his house... they were asking me;

what's this?
fuel can for the chainsaws
what was that?
paint tins
this?
we had a bunch of electrical stuff rigged up there on an 8 point powerpoint
this?
some solvents
this?
acetylene tank for welding

etc etc... Seemed like such a fool of a thing walking through it, death trap waiting to happen. Any small fire would have quickly turned into an inferno. Went back to my place and looked around. Exactly the same.

Take a look through your house today, move all the accellerants and flammables outside. get a smoke alarm if you dont have one. Plan your escape route and teach it to your kids if you have them.

Shaun
 
etc etc... Seemed like such a fool of a thing walking through it, death trap waiting to happen. Any small fire would have quickly turned into an inferno. Went back to my place and looked around. Exactly the same.

Yup I'd been the same kinda stupid, used to have my fuels under the bench grinder ???

aww man that story was a nite mare will re check the house smoke alarms today.
 
A gentleman with a considerable scar on his face once said: "Never tap on the shoulder a man with running saw."

Yes, he was joking, but it was a good one if you didn't know.
 
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