Saint_LB

I'm not sure if I missed something in one of the previous posts or whether you are saying that this happened to you...but whichever doesn't really matter because it reminds me of a similar story.

This is not a TS story, but what the hey...

I can't remember exactly which year it was, but I'm thinking it was September of 1979. I was living in Hattiesburg, MS, my wife had a math degree and was working as a secretary for the math dept. (for all of you that are wondering, that's what kind of job a math degree got you back then)

I had been attending USM as a student myself for that last year and a half after getting out of the Navy in '77. I had been drawing GI Bill and unemployment, but they both eventually ran-out and I had to go out and get a job.

I was working for a company called Martin-Decker, and they sold and serviced oil rig instrumentation. I had just returned home the Friday night before the opening game of the season from a trip down to the mouth of the Mississippi River, I think it was Belle Chase, where we were installing some equipment on a jack-up rig. One thing I remember in particular about that was that my boss waited until they jacked the rig 400 feet into the air before he decided to run the cable from one end of the drill floor to the other. The cables ran under the floor and I had to get out on a cable run that was under the floor and catch the cables as he dropped them through holes and hand them back up to him on the other end. I was 400 feet above the river with nothing in between me and the river but those cables I was laying on. It literally freaked me out for a good long while. When driving back across the GNO I was barely moving and could not look to the side at the river.

The reason I had to go down to that rig with my boss was so that two of the more Sr. guys could stay behind and finish building some portable drilling stations for Shell.

Well, I finally made it back to Hattiesburg and got a call on Sunday afternoon just at the opening kick-off of the first regular season game...and I can't remember whether it was in Tulane Stadium or where. All I know is that my boss is calling me right then and telling me that he needs me to come to the office and help him finish those portable stations that the other guys didn't finish. It was right then that I no longer worked for Martin-Decker.

Edit--It just came to me...that game couldn't have been in Tulane Stadium...because I remember that when that rig was jacked up 400 ft. I could actually see the Superdome.

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