Well... I used to work for Pilips North America which is actually a Dutch company. I was a Manufacturing Engineer, so I dont know much about measuring light. I just built hand tools, some small time automation, or putting shit together. I always said " I'm the littlest Engineer". Which is perfect for me.
We had problems with some large low pressure lamps in Holland, and a group had to go check the whole lot. These lamps are 10,000watts, and they have a rather large dollop of Mercury in them. They are hand built and have Platinum, Tantalum, Molybdenum, Tungsten, Thoriated Tungsten, and quartz glass among other things. They're pretty cool. here's one that didnt pass QA
It produces light by creating an arc between a cathode and an anode... there is no filament like a normal light bulb.
I was picked to go with the Engineers to Holland just in case a tool needs to be modified or something needs to be made. For the record the guys are super smart but it would take all of them to make a paper airplane.
We flew to Schiphol, Amsterdam airport and headed strait to Roosendahl we did the job a few days later and went to Amsterdam. They gave us one full day to see the sites. It was me and 4 highend Asian Engineers strolling through the red light. It's not a huge place and we somehow wound up in the homosexual area. As we walked through a side street we passed a few empty glass doors then there was a cute young lady of African descent in a bra and panties. The problem was she had 8 inches of limp cock stuffed in those panties. My boy Allen, an Engineer from Laos was trying to take pictures.
So later that night, the youngest Engineer in Quality and I went out to see the good stuff. He wanted to visit the girls behind the glass. He found a beautiful lady, blonde, really tall, build like Zena Warrior Princess. I just gave him all the money I had and said make it a good story. He came out a while later and said it wasn't at all like he thought it would be. The second the door closed she was all business and she was kind of a bitch. "Did you get some action?" I asked. " Oh yeah that part was great. " Afterward we went to The Bulldog and got a big ass joint. I sparked it and starting walking back to the hotel. Turns out you can smoke tons of bud in your house, or at a cafe, but you CANT smoke it on the way back to the hotel... wish I knew that.
Next day we took a quick lap around the town and I bought 2 spacecakes. Now we're back a Schiphol... about an hour before we take off. I pounded the spacecakes and got some food. We board the plane and the cakes are kicking in. I sat down, got comfortable and racked the fuck out. I woke up in Tennessee. Holland is a magical place
I miss that job
Hahaha nahh man! No kissing. Just shining!
