[Scott Douglas]

My first job as a real machinist at a major aerospace firm was on nights.
There was an old guy that lived in the apt complex that would hang out in the garage area during the day, which, as chance would have it, was right below my bedroom window. Needless to say, I didn't get a lot of sleep because of this. When an opportunity opened up to go to another shop on campus on day shift, I jumped at the chance. Guess I pissed my then supervisor off when I did that. Years later, my new supervisor could never understand why the, by then, big boss always saw red whenever my name came up. Needless to say I didn't see very many promotions no matter how good my machining skills became. Corporate politics, gotta love 'em.