What a morning. Uggghhh. I just spend three hours with a risk loss consultant sent to me via our property casualty insurer. Maddening. He was horrible. How does this man DO anything. EVERYTHING he saw was DANGER. Things we should do better, put away, clean up. I did not know that everything caused fire, mayhem and trouble.
And to top it off, his real title should have been - Head Disciplinarian at the Dead Horse Ranch. OK, OK I get it; lets move on!!!!!!!!!
This guy was a prime example of what happens to you when you do not get (or notice) social feedback. Because he was sent by our insurer (a Company we spend a couple of hundred thousand dollars with and feel lucky to get coverage) one has to be nice to him. Why had I told him to shove it up his ass we would have been deemed "un-insurable". So you sit there and listen for the 100th time about how we should have written procedures for each weld our welder's do, and how EVERY speck of debris needs to be in a sealed garbage can, and these cans should be emptied every 10 minutes and you think to yourself, "when is this asshole going to leave".
AND THEN he says he is leaving BUT he finds FOUR more things to take pictures of and lecture me about on his way to his car. It was like a high school team playing Nebraska in football. The score was already Mr. Smarty Pants 1 million vs. poor bored to tears Walt ZERO.
I can't wait for his report.
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