I was building houses in Vegas, during the wettest 90-days on record. My subdivision, had turned into a bog, but my boss had insisted we keep trying to work.
A kid practicing on a Case 580 got it stuck in the mud. So, his foreman went over with the 680 chained on and tried to get him out. He stuck the 680 to the frame. Boss got pissed, and took the big excavator to get him unstuck. And ended up with mud two feet over the tracks.
Dirt string boss saw them stuck and chained on the water pull, and stuck it. So, the scraper operator runs over helps him un-chain, and is going to push it out.
Sticks teh scraper. Owner of the dirt string shows up and jumps on the D10, and is going to push the scraper out. Then sticks the D10.
AT which point I tell every body to back off, and try again in the morning, and call my boss to tell him we are shut down.
this circus has destroyed a couple hundred feet of roadway prism, and a dozen house pads, which will all have to be rebuilt.
He of course shows up in his one ton, four wheel drive custom van with his mobile office in the back. He drives out to look at the mess, and sticks the van to the frame. And of course somehow this is all my fault.
He wants to know how I’m going to get his van out. I tell him that when the D10 gets out, we can use it to pull him out. And he goes ballistic and starts blaming me for his mess.
He starts yelling at me, and I’ve had enough that I yell back. I tell him he’s the damned fool who bought a piece of land which had sat undeveloped for decades, because it was full of gypsum and clay and turned to a huge cow patty every time it gets any water on it.
He fired me. Three hours left he called to rehire me. I had already called a few people I knew who had worked for him before and left, and had another job lined out.
You can only put up with stupid for so long.