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I worked about 10 years for the State of Oregon doing, among other things, inspections on commercial trucks. I loved to examine the vehicles that other inspectors avoided like septic trucks, rendering trucks, cattle haulers, etc. Often found great violations, I mean hey, its pretty understandable that a maintenance guy might put off adjusting brakes on a poo hauler, right? So I would always give bad smelling trucks a look.
One day I'm out working in 105 degree heat and in comes a rendering truck. As he rolls over the weight scales the gathering flies indicate he has an especially juicy load on board. I stop him and head out for the inspection. As soon as I step outside the scale building I am bombarded by a hideous reek of rotting flesh laced with manure and urine. Now the truck driver knows exactly how bad this smells and he's waiting for me to puss out. No way buddy.
I keep my cool during the whole inspection (probably 30-35 minutes). No way I'm going to let this guy know that I'm ready to pass out from the smell. As I'm finishing up the inspection I ask about a large metal object at the rear of the truck. It has nothing to do with the wheels, tires, brakes, but I am curious... WHy does curiosity always get me into trouble?
The driver says, "Oh that's the catch-tank," and opens it up. The tank is full of the liquid that leaks from hideously juicy rotting animal carcasses. There's probably 4-5" in the bottom of the tank swimming with maggots. The smell was like taking a hard swung pulaski straight in the gut. I bent over double and much to my personal humiliation, tossed cookies...
The bad part was, the vehicle had a serious violation that required repair before it could leave the facility. So I had to work another two hours with the fly-invested stink-mobile parked right near me. GROSS!
angela