Gotta Get A Jab For A Job?

I attended a job interview yesterday for a FF/EMT position at another department for better pay, shorter hours, and good benefits. I will stay on and pick up extra shifts where I am now if the new employment conditions will allow. The interview was done as a three man oral board which is typical in the fire service. I have sat through several over the years and if you are ill-prepared it will not only be intimidating, but will absolutely crush you. For example, when I took the state certification board for my Fire Officer II class it went like this; you walk in and there are three stone faced Chief officers from departments around the state with about 110 combined years of service. You pick up a random unlabeled manila folder from about 30 laid out on a table. This will be your scenario. You hand it to the board members, and based on the contents, they each flip open a giant 3-ring binder and select random pages of questions keyed to your scenario. No two boards are ever the same. The Chiefs then begin asking you the questions. You look towards the one asking the question, look them in the eye, and answer the question to the best of your ability in a steady confident manner. There can be no hesitation or wandering in your head searching for an answer. This goes on back and forth between the Chiefs until they conclude the board. I know someone that has been in the fire service for 40 years; he's a smart guy, but has blown the Fire Officer I board twice and never certified because he gets totally intimidated and blows it.

So yesterday was similar, but the three individuals had written out their own three questions each. I had no problem answering their questions fully, drawing on my own 30 years of experience. I think it went quite well. At the end, they asked me if I had any questions. I had one. "Is a COVID vaccine mandatory for employment?" The guy who was filling in for the HR rep said he didn't know. The senior FF said they were all vaccinated and was pretty sure they had to. The HR stand-in said he would find out and get back to me. He asked if I would be willing to get one for employment, and I said "Absolutely not. If the vaccine had been developed 10 or 15 years ago and gone through the normal safety testing, I would consider it, but not for something that is still experimental. It would be a deal breaker for me." The interview ended, we exchanged pleasantries, and I returned to duty at my firehouse.

A couple of hours later, I got a voicemail on my cell phone from the HR stand-in. He told me it is only a recommendation, not a mandatory requirement. I thanked him via text message and he acknowledged back. Had they said it was a mandatory requirement, I would have officially withdrawn my application immediately.

Today I get a voicemail from a blocked unknown number. It is the guy that stood in for HR. As I am listening to his message the station landline rings and is answered by the Lieutenant. The HR guy called the station looking for me. When I get on the line, he tells me they have one final question that they were supposed to ask me yesterday, and the other two guys were on the call as well. It was on the back side of the sheet of questions and they missed it. They wanted to know how I would handle conflicting orders from two different officers on an emergency scene. Again, drawing on my vast knowledge, I told them if the conflicting orders were going to cause a life safety issue for a victim of a fire or accident, a medical patient, civilian, or fellow firefighter, I would not carry it out and notify the officer. If it was simply a task conflict, I would handle it the same way we handle what's called "Freelancing" on the fire ground. Freelancing happens when a firefighter does something because they feel like it (like randomly smashing out the windows of a house), or as they were headed to do an assigned task, get grabbed to do another task by another officer, never completing the original task. Your supposed to tell that second officer you already have an assignment and who the officer was that gave it to you. In a unified command structure those two officers need to be on the same page, so they can discuss which task you are going to accomplish. They seemed satisfied with my answer and now I just wait to hear if I get an offer.

Old School Series - Part 7

I decided to not post any comments at the moment in reference to (p)Resident Gropey Dopey Joey Poopy-Pants' desire for total civilian disarmament. Anything I say in reference to it WILL BE construed (and rightly so) as total anti-government and insurrectionist. So... get lost Fed Glow-Boi, nothing to see here.

Instead, I am reviving my "Old School Series" blog posts. I got reminded about doing this from a tweet I replied to earlier today.

I went to one of the state technical high schools where I studied electronics. In the beginning of my senior year, one of the local TV repair shops called looking for someone to work part time after school and on Saturdays. We all looked at each other but no one raised their hand, so I said, "I'll take it!" and I started there the following week. I was working on the service bench with a couple of experienced older guys and took to it quickly. I also went on pickups and deliveries, as well as spending time with "the old man" doing easy repairs in customer houses. He was a funny old French-Canadian guy that smoked a pipe and always had it clenched in his teeth, even when not lit. One time, a little girl peered around the back of the TV and asked "Whatcha doin'?" The old man looks at her and says "Makin' pills." I still say that to looky-loos to this day. Not only did we do TV's, but we did radios, stereos, reel to reel tape decks, guitar amps... anything electronic. We did car stereo installs (my specialty) and sold appliances that needed install and delivery. We had a huge inventory of turntable needles and cartridges, tubes, electronic components, belts, connectors, and brand specific replacement parts. One whole wall of the building were all the file cabinets containing the "Sam's Photofacts" folders. There was a folder containing schematics and service info for everything electronic (non-military) ever made. There was a subscription service that we got regular deliveries of, and it was one of my jobs to file them. Pretty easy as long as I kept up on it, but sometimes we were busy and I fell behind meaning I had to make time to file them away. Here is an example of what could be found in our large showroom:

This is a Quasar model #Wl9439sp. Early electronic tuner & beautiful wood

We were a Quasar, Zenith, and later a Panasonic and Matsushita dealer, but we repaired all brands.

This is an RCA model #GR778 with mechanical tuners. The cabinet in this example is a little beat.

This is an unknown model from Montgomery-Ward. Dig that high-gloss shine on the top. Real wood!

TV's weren't the only electronics that came in a giant fine wood cabinet. Console stereos had an AM/FM tuner and a turntable. Later models also had an 8-Track or cassette tape deck.

A gorgeous slide top Magnavox console stereo. The left side was either LP record storage or a bar.

 

With the fine wood cabinets and built-in speakers, these things had rich, warm sound. The turntable in this example had the ability to accommodate a stack of LP records at once, meaning it would play for hours. When the stack finished, flip them over and start over for several more hours. Also, the turntables usually had good isolation from the cabinet, which meant you could crank it up when the parents weren't home without getting feedback through the needle/cartridge. A little "In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida" at 10 on the volume knob anyone?

So people would gladly pay to have these beauties repaired because they were a big initial investment. On the stereos, new needles, worn turntable belts, noisy audio controls, or bad tubes. On the TV's, mechanical tuners would collect dust and need to be removed for a thorough cleaning, or the contacts would just wear out and the whole tuner unit could be replaced. Dirty or worn volume controls, or other video/audio controls that would need a good cleaning or replacement. Bad tubes or on later models, circuit boards. The CRT picture tube would wear out and the picture would fade. Usually one of the electron guns would be shot making the colors be off. Lose the green electron gun, leaving the blue and red guns would make everything tinted purple. Or the phosphorus screen would burn out making the picture completely faded. I did a lot of picture tube replacements. This post details a CRT picture tube replacement, a lost art in my opinion. They weren't so much hard as labor intensive, because the entire TV had to be disassembled.

The first thing to do was to pull the Sam's folder for the particular model, but disassembly was pretty straight forward. The TV was laid on the floor face down on a moving blanket to protect the finish. Once the entire chassis was out, there was the cabinet, speakers, and picture tube left. The picture tube was held in place with a metal mounting bracket. The CRT has a model number just like a regular vacuum tube, and many manufacturers and models shared CRT's. The only real exception was a manufacturer like Sony with their proprietary Trinitron series of TV's. Once out of the mounting bracket, the old CRT and the new one had to be handled carefully. If dropped and broken, the implosion could cause serious injury. The new CRT was carefully lowered into the cabinet and into the bracket, then secured in place. It was easy to ensure it was right side up, since the high voltage connection was always on the top. Re-assembly was just doing the reverse of disassembly and getting the chassis back in place. The connector for the electron guns on the rear neck of the CRT was left off for the convergence procedure. The TV was stood back up on its casters or legs. A final check of assembly looking for pinched wires or anything out of place and it was ready to be powered up.

These TV's had an electrical safety interlock. The back cover had to be on and secured to normally get power to the chassis. In the shop, we needed the TV powered up to service it live. We had what we called "cheater cords" to by-pass the safety interlock. This was necessary to do the convergence procedure. Because of manufacturing processes, every CRT is slightly different and the alignment of the electron guns has to be manually adjusted. In an old school CRT television, the electron gun shoots a stream of electrons at a phosphorus screen at a high rate of speed. Our eyes can not detect the constant "repainting" of the phosphorus screen, so the picture looks steady. The red, blue, and green electron guns are "steered" to the different parts of the screen by electromagnets in an arrangement called the yoke. If you don't do the convergence, you will see three separate pictures on the screen; a red one, a blue one, and a green one slightly off from each other. We had a special device that plugged onto the picture tube to generate test patterns for moving the electromagnets on the yoke and aligning the pictures. This took some practice, because you were doing it from behind the TV while looking at the images in a mirror. It was a combination of having the 3 colors balanced by how strong they were, and then rotating the entire yoke as well as the slide adjusters for each gun. It always took me several tries, but the older guys with experience did it fast. We would then connect the CRT to the chassis as normal and hook the TV to the antenna system to let the TV run for a day or so. Sometimes the convergence would need a tweak before delivering the set back to the customer. The final step was to clean the screen, knobs, and cabinet, then polish the finish. It would be wrapped in a moving blanket, delivered back to the customer, and re-connected to the antenna.

I worked at this job from September 1979 to September 1981 with a brief time away to go to Army boot camp and AIT. It was a family business that paid good for a high school kid and just after and they treated me well. I only left to start my 35 year telecommunications/IT career.

May 28th, In Memoriam

Cassidy J. Wofford

July 5, 1988 to May 28, 2011

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

Obituary Link

I met this young lady on an EMS call a couple of years before her tragic death by suicide. That was a suicide attempt where she had laid down in the middle of a back country road hoping someone would just run her over. An alert motorist saw her and called 911. I will not go into any of the details other than this; when we arrived at the hospital and I opened the doors to get the stretcher out, she was sitting on the stretcher facing me rocking back and forth, sucking her thumb, and weeping. As a Dad of a daughter myself, it absolutely broke my heart to see such a pathetic creature. To this day, my "bug-a-boo" ambulance call is what I call "the sad little girl." 12-23 years old, crying her eyes out, covered in cutter scars, sometimes telling tales of abuse, and being transported against her will by law enforcement for wanting to harm herself. My career and volunteer partners know this, and depending on the severity of the call will offer to tech it. I am getting better at handling these calls myself, but I think of Cassidy on every one.

From her clothing, she may have been a 1st Responder

One heckuva fish!

Proof she did have happy times in her short life

I had heard things about her life that if true, she had it rough, and those circumstances would drive anyone to the brink. I wish I could somehow turn back time and maybe do something more to prevent the final outcome. If you or someone you know is in crisis, PLEASE reach out for help to the Suicide Prevention Lifeline. Each year I do a benefit motorcycle ride called "Ride For Gage" that benefits the Jordan Porco Foundation for suicide prevention in September. I also see more than my share of successful suicides, and doing the death presumptions while the family is nearby SUCKS!

As a side note, the call involving Cassidy actually disturbed the other technicians, too. I was just the driver, but the other two were in the back doing patient care. In a casual conversation a few months later the subject of this call came up. Both guys said how it bothered them too, and how we probably should have talked earlier and gotten Critical Incident counseling as a group. Both of them are no longer in EMS, so they probably don't think about it any more.

Rest In Peace, Cassidy. I will never forget you.

The Failure of The GFDZ

 GFDZ = Gun Free Death Zone

 

Another mass murder in a school, this time in Texas. It's time for something completely different... can we please get rid of the GUN FREE DEATH ZONE designation for schools? Those that could protect kids are disarmed, while those that perpetrate these acts obviously don't give a shit about the law.

And Just Like That...

 ... I blew right past 200,000 total blog views in only 15 months of activity.

In my previous effort that lasted about 5 1/2 years I had like 85,000 total views which at last a fifth I attributed to bots and crawlers. Having the Google "sensitive content" warning up front keeps them at bay, and also prevents internet archive sites from capturing and storing content. If I hit the blog kill button, the only thing left is anything someone might have bothered to screen capture.

Since I hit the second 100,000 views faster than the first, I won't do another of these posts until 500K. Thank you to all my readers.