I had an extreme life today. It was really extreme.

Today, for the first time, I am allowed to activate and QC-ing one of the heavy duty machine our company sells. And bear in mind, when I say heavy duty, I am not joking. It is heavy duty.

So basically, what I need to do is to test the machine to the limit. (I cannot elaborate alot, due to company confidentiality.)

This machine, according to my boss, is not an easy manuveured item. Once you screw it up, it may prove fatal.

The basic function is plentiful, around 20+. Main thing is to make sure the drilling function is using the maximum RPM.

I have tried a few, and most of the machines proved A-Okay. Even if there is some which got problems, I managed to solve reasonably well.

This one: it is different.

Due to the confidence my boss has entrusted to me, he decided to let me do it alone, in the 2nd floor, while the rest do the sales' part.

This is not the first time I got the chance to do things alone.

But, this is the first time, I screwed up a big time.

You ever seen, in thrillers, where machines suddenly have sparks? And I don't mean small spark, but the ones which can explode?

I saw that. In fact, I did that.

The spark was not big, it was considerable, and it occurs slightly above the control panel. My joystick suddenly was short-circuited, and I felt a shock.

Man I tell you. That particular moment, the machine did not stop. Its direction was towards me.

Had I not quickly switched off the main current source from the switch besides me, I would have been dead. It was pointing at my heart.

Explosion might have happened, although I did not notice it. If not, my boss would never have suddenly came up and look at the machine.

He was seriously scared. I could see.

But besides his fear, he was seriously angered. Mixed... well, let's not describe it.

I was scolded of course, and I did not argue back. This is the first time the boss was angry at me.

However, after much checks, we realised that the main problem is the machine itself.

Imagine, the machine was so complete, but they did not finish touching up the wires connecting to the control panels. We checked, and the wires are super loose.

It is like, the machine could be 100%, but because it was 99.9% completed, the whole machine turned void.

Reminded me of Zinedine Zidane. He could have been the national hero. A simple anger, losing his temper, scarred his life forever: and history will know him for being sent off in the 110th minutes for head-butting Materazzi.

Well, I like football because of Zidane. To be exact, the reason why I was rejuvenated after having disappointment in football (that time, I hate EPL) is because of Zidane from Juventus.

Even though he went to Real Madrid, my admiration towards him never detour. I was seriously admiring him.

It was sad.

Back to what happen today.

I am glad my boss decided that the main culprit is the manufacturer, not me. He, in fact, kept his embarassment when he noticed the main problems.

I have to test-run the machine to the limit. I was given faith to complete the test-run. Most importantly, the machine supposed to be able to run efficiently in hardcore factories manufacturing. It costed $10k. One alone. No joke.

I don't know the fate of the machine, except that the machine is being towed to the manufacturer. Apologies might have occured, but I am not quite concerned with it. Perhaps it is because I am scared by the near-fatal accident.

Thank God for making me live again.

(P/S: Actually, some are fictions. I was a bit bored today, so I came up with a story... hehe. Go and guess which part is fake.)

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