TinkerTailor Report post Posted December 16, 2015 Look very carefully, sometimes (actually a lot of times) the nut is recessed into the bar so it is captured and acts like a threaded shaft. Art I looked very carefully, and in the corner on the top edge of the baseboard behind my bench, i found a very small ziploc with a little black nut in it. Sure as shinola, it is a 9/64-40 nut...... Thing is, i don't remember the original screw having enough length to fit a lock nut on the outside, and i can not for the life of me figure out where else this nut in a bag came from........Did not find the screw however..........Wtf.......I told you guys this was the universe messing with me...... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
billybopp Report post Posted December 16, 2015 Yeah... it sucks when screws go missing. It's even worse when extras show up on the workbench as you're reassembling something. This guy that I used to work with LOVED to put an extra screw or two on the bench if I turned my back. He thought that was great fun. ... I learned to mentally catalog every piece before I turned away, and foiled his evil plot. Bill Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
TinkerTailor Report post Posted December 17, 2015 Yeah... it sucks when screws go missing. It's even worse when extras show up on the workbench as you're reassembling something. This guy that I used to work with LOVED to put an extra screw or two on the bench if I turned my back. He thought that was great fun. ... I learned to mentally catalog every piece before I turned away, and foiled his evil plot. Bill I worked on an oil rig when i was young that was built in 1946. My first day It was 35 degrees celcius outside and hotter on the rig because of the motors. They told me that because of the heat the huge pulleys at the top of the rig were really hot from the work they had been doing and they needed me to climb up the ladder with two 5 gallon pails of water and pour them on the pulleys to cool them off. I go down and i am filling a bucket from a hose, and i think, First, it is going to be a royal pain in the ass to carry one pail of water up a ladder much less 2, if this rig is 50 years old, and they have to do this all the time, don't you think someone would have dragged a garden hose up there and tied it to the rig by now? Something was fishy. They were having me on. I knew it, however i decided to play along. First however, i filled my pockets with some rusty nuts and bolts. I then climbed up the ladder with one bucket in my hand and one tied to my belt. The 3 old fat dudes that ran the rig sat at the bottom snickering. I dumped the water on the pulleys, came back down and then dumped the bolts on the table in front of them. With a totally straight face, i say "I found these bolts up there and i don't know what they were for, they were just laying around." The pulleys up there hold up hundreds of thousands of pounds. Missing bolts are REAL bad. All 3 of those fat dudes put on safety harnesses and climbed that ladder on the hottest day of that summer, inspecting the rig everywhere, up and down for missing bolts. Probably the most exertion any had done in 15 years. When they could not find any missing bolts anywhere, they came down and asked me again where i found them. It was then i broke out laughing and told them i got them out of the bin..... They never even thought about pranking me again......But i definitely was in on a few pranks on others after that......I miss working with that crew, it was fun. Another time, on 12 hour shifts, when the other crew kept showing up late, we showed up early to relieve them for their days off. We got dressed, hid all the power grinders on the rig, then proceeded to weld their locker doors shut, clothes and car keys inside.. We left them hammers and cold chisels, went up to the rig and took over and started work early, letting them go early for their days off.......... They were pissed. .......I think after 45 mins we gave them the grinders.... They were not late again. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Art Report post Posted December 18, 2015 Thing is, i don't remember the original screw having enough length to fit a lock nut on the outside, and i can not for the life of me figure out where else this nut in a bag came from........Did not find the screw however..........Wtf.......I told you guys this was the universe messing with me...... Like I said on some of them the nut was captured in the shaft, there is a hole for it. The only way I accidently found out about one was when I was almost done unscrewing the bolt, I hit it with the screwdriver hard and the nut popped out the other side. The universe isn't messing with you, in my shop the infamous denizen Hermann (named after the infamous German) who transferred from my Dad's shop long ago, is responsible for all sabotage, theft, and whatever suits my fancy. He has stolen all sorts of nuts and screws, not to mention messing-up numerous projects when I wasn't looking (or paying attention), and moving tools and parts. My wife allows him to stay, as long as he stays out of sight. Once she had found out about him, any complaint no matter how relevant, is met with the response, "Hermann did it". We also have a big black racer named Edgar, who owns the shop. He takes care of rats and mice as we never see them, and the occasional copperhead which I wouldn't have believed if I hadn't seen the last half of one sticking out of Edgar's mouth. However, his primary function is to keep the wife out of the shop. He's a daytime snake as we see him on patrol quite often. Art Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
TinkerTailor Report post Posted December 18, 2015 Wait, let me get this straight, edgar is the snake and hermann is the boogie-man, right? Or is the glue talkin again..... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Art Report post Posted December 18, 2015 Wait, let me get this straight, edgar is the snake and hermann is the boogie-man, right? Or is the glue talkin again..... Hermann Goering was from Dad's shop, WWII was his war. I learned about Hermann in dad's shop, so it was natural for me to inherit him (sounds better than Ho too). After my son got a little too close and got bitten on the foot, he named Edgar after his favorite author. Art Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
