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It's
a gloomy, rainy, chilly night. Water seeping through the basement
walls forms streams across the workshop floor. A single, dim light
reflects against the power tools, casting shadows of unknown creatures
everywhere. Spider-webbed extension cords reaching to the wall and
ceiling outlets seem to bring the tools to life. Stain and sawdust
mix on the floor, creating a mushy, swamp-like slime...and who knows
what's lurking in the mound of dirty, oily shop rags piled-up in
the corner.
After
a long day in the office, Dr. Practice retires to the shop to unwind
and relax. Noting the time on his Rolex, he fires-up the kerosene
heater to take the chill off the room. Slowly, he moves toward his
bandsaw, standing in a puddle of water, then reaches down to turn
on the machine.....STOP RIGHT HERE ! Common sense tells you
that Dr. Practice may be a World-class brain surgeon, but he obviously
has little or no common sense when it comes to shop safety and is
probably in for some big trouble. Here's a guy who could use a few
serious lessons in workshop safety !
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