|Quoting N8076U (Reply 49):|
The best one I've seen personally is when a guy's "dog" (pull-around smaller toolbox) was taken over to the overhead hoist, cabled to the hoist hook, and then the "up" and "deadman" buttons hoseclamped down, then the control head was slipped onto the hook as well. The toolbox and control head went up, up and away, and stopped when the hoist reached it's maximum up travel at the top of the wide-body hangar and must have been 80 or 90 feet above the ground. It took the guy a good hour of looking around before somebody mentioned that maybe his tools flew away, as a hint. When that didn't work, a more to-the-point individual told him that he should probably start pointing his eyes up rather than down in the search for his doggie. The look on his face was beyond priceless, as he finally spotted his box, swaying in the breeze.
Way back in the day I worked in a paper mill as a millhand. There was a guy who used to swipe the gas for our forklifts. This was in the middle of an upstate new york winter. So we watched him and sure enough he'd come to our work station when he thought nobody was looking and lift the jeep cans. So we took one of the jeep cans and filled it to about two inches to the top with water and topped it off with gas and put it back in the locker. Sure enough a couple hours later he comes over to the work station when w're on break, takes out the can, hefts it, opens it up and gets a good sniff and off he goes to his Pontiac that was parked out behind the mill and pours it in. That damn Pontiac sat there from November to the spring thaw.