So I get this pencil sketch from a guy wanting a model and I just don't where to start. I've tried a 3D sketch and I can't seem to get it right, it always pops with errors. The pains of being a contractor.
So I get this pencil sketch from a guy wanting a model and I just don't where to start. I've tried a 3D sketch and I can't seem to get it right, it always pops with errors. The pains of being a contractor.
One place I worked the machining supervisor brought me some parts that had just come out of the machine shop. I was amazed at how they could have been so beautifully and consistently made in that mangled state. He had a box of them. I told him, "Rick, if I had specified that on the print you would have told me you couldn't do it."
That reminds me of a story I heard years ago, in which a group of American engineers manufactured a piece of wire that they believed was a smaller diameter than anyone else could accomplish. They sent a piece of it in an envelope to some German colleagues. No note, just the wire, feeling pretty smug. They got it back some time later, again without a note. At first they were puzzled because it looked the same, but they finally thought to check it under a microscope and discovered that a hole had been drilled through it.
One of my favorites was the "ceramic magnet" - If you get the other departments on board, you can run someone around the facility for a really long time . . .
"Run over to tape and get our ceramic magnet back" . . . "Nope, it just went down to the ovens" . . . "We took it back to forming, because we thought that was where it belonged" . . . "Isn't it back in your department, we sent it down there about 10 minutes ago"
Rermindes me of my earliest training days in Technical High Scool.
I was a Freshman just starting out in my given trade of "Machine Shop". All the students were making a Center-Punch on a lathe to a provided blueprint.
I turned the diameter of the punch too small and I was rather upset at my error.
I brought the punch, print and micrometer to the teacher Mr. G. and he saw how upset I was. So, what did Mr. G. do to help me? He told me not to worry. Everyone makes mistakes. This one is easy to fix. Go get the Put-On-Tool and we will fix it. Mr.G told me that he loaded the POT to Mr. Sarduchi the science teacher last week and he has not given it back yet. Mr. Sarduchi class room was, of course, as far away from the machine shop as possible.. Mr. G. gave me a hall pass and off I went.
Strangely, Mr. Sarduci had given the POT to the Automotive instructor. Way back just 2 doors down from the machine shop. The auto instructor had, naturally, loaned the POT to the Principal of the school. Half way to the Principal, I figured it out.
Okay, Bernie, I'll be the first to provide counter-snark:
Is this for a university assignment?
Please post what you have tried already.