Must have been the sun dried tomatoes
Skimming dross from the surface of molten zinc isn't a pleasant task. Zinc is heavy and so are the tools used. Noise, heat, danger all conspire to let you know 'this isn't nice'.
It's not helpful then, to find on top of all this, that you've suddenly developed a fever and an urgent need to empty your bowls.
Max speed walked first, clenching his buttocks until the 3 steps to the single toilet caused shit to fly down his legs like a flock of startled starlings.
The bizarre and sudden nature of the emergency caused him to laugh as he slumped into the toilet.
Councilor followed quickly behind him urging him to hurry up. He also became caught up in the comedic nature of the event and started laughing.
Both sweating and laughing and drained.
A few minutes later I watched Max jog the length of the plant naked from the waist down to get fresh clothes.
Clothes and some protective equipment dumped.
It was the only fun event for the rest of us, in an otherwise uneventful shift last night.
Sun dried tomatoes anyone? They'll only get thrown away.