Safety rules are overrated ...
A tale of an aquaintance of mine ...
Somewhere in the 90's, visiting a relative in Al Capone's hometown in the "Land of the Free" (TM) ...
Being bored one hot sunny afternoon he starts exploring the surroundings, fancying an interest in the storage behind the garage.
By entering the black hole dark room he searches for the light switch with his fingers.
Messieurs Volt & Ampere make several introductions though of no avail - finally finding the switch, turning on the light, seeing the room in all its dusted & untidy glory, loosing interest immediately in prolonging the scouting ...
A few years later - having made the unfortunate decision of getting a technical vocational training before starting university ...
In the final training year the soon-to-be business cannon fodder, erm experienced installation technician, is tasked with installing a forgotten outlet on 4th floor in a major overhaul of a former industrial production site - 12 floors * 24'000 m2.
Lead engineer takes a look at major switchboard beside which he had set-up his work place of programming the Siemens Smart-Home installation for that given floor, giving the "All clear - no current on line".
He trundles to that forgotten uninstalled outlet, he decides to cut/crop the black wire first ...
Again Messieurs Volt & Ampere make a very energetic introduction, again to no avail ...
After the whole 24'000 m2 floor plunges into darkness you can hear the rage of a bull with his balls in the vice:
"Who was that asshole? My whole programming session on the Smart Set-up is lost!"
Seeing my aquaintance still standing beside mentioned outlet (half of the wire cutting pliers missing due to current in those few split seconds), the engineer asks the obligatory question.
"Are you still breathing? Yeah? Carry on .."
.......
When asking his relative why there was no plastic cover on said wall switch the relative replied: "What the fuck where you doing there?"
The engineer had a harder time to explain away that situation.
My aquaintance not only managed to trip the breaker for the hall where the forgotten uninstalled outlet was located, he also tripped the slow action breaker for the whole 24'000 m2 floor - supposedly somewhere around 45 - 55 Ampere.
Morale?
Trusting your relatives can be hazardous to your life.
Trusting your superiors is hazardous to your life.
Having the Darwin-adjusted quirk from the major gene pool that he is one of the rare people who can take tasers with a smile, he changed paths.
Nowadays the DMZ between the coloured pencil booth & the peddlers cove is his business terrain - and electrocutions a conviction by the local BOFH ...