safety test

Hey, you remember that job I literally just got asks about and said I had? Welp, just got back from a meeting that said nope, you don’t have that job anymore. See, there’s these health and safety tests you gotta take annually, and apparently if you’re two days late with a single one, it doesn’t count~

So… I guess I have an extra long birthday weekend now. I guess that’s something.

I’ve never been fired before. Yeah, that job? That job I’ve been doing for 11 years? That was still my first ever job. I don’t know what to do next.

Space Australian Medicine

Despite the best efforts of everyone involved, something truly nasty escaped Earth. They call it giardia, a microscopic organism that their Planetary Protection Officer called “pretty dumb” and “not too bad, really, a week of digestive upset and then it’s over.”

Yes, Earth has a Planetary Protection Officer. They have a Planetary Protection Office, and have had one since they were sending probes around their own solar system. Doctor Ma-et had found it a bit silly, like a child concerned about the cleanliness of their toys, until she learned that the job of the Planetary Protection Office had always been protecting other worlds from Earth.

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We know each other! He’s a friend from work.

Okay, Tumblrfolk, you know that thing about how Kevin from Ghostbusters is secretly Thor trying to understand the human experience by Getting A Real Job?

SOMEONE GIVE ME THE STORY of how Bruce Banner temporarily signs on with the Ghostbusters when they realize that, while all of them are awesome, none of them has the specific experience with gamma radiation that they need right this second to crack this weird sticky problem about an interdimensional gateway. 

SOMEONE GIVE ME THE STORY of Bruce Banner showing up, seeing “Kevin” at the desk, and Kevin just… winks… and then goes completely overboard on the act, with the glasses and the accent and Bruce’s coffee cup somehow winding up in the fishtank, and Bruce not getting angry, not even a little bit, because when “Kevin” comes into work tomorrow morning, he’s going to find his desk buried under bubble wrap and that godawful fedora of his encased in Jell-O.

And immediately after you do that, SOMEONE GIVE ME THE STORY of Bruce Banner having science bro adventures with Holtzmann.


Police say Grenfell Tower fire started in a refrigerator

  • London’s Metropolitan Police say the deadly Grenfell Tower fire that killed at least 79 people started in a refrigerator and freezer, the BBC reported on Friday. Police confirmed that the fire was not started intentionally.
  • The U.K. government has ordered testing of the appliance involved, a Hotpoint-brand fridge-freezer, according to the BBC.
  • The building materials used in the tower may be to blame for the alarmingly rapid spread of the fire. 
  • Police said that both the cladding on the exterior and the insulation used in the tower failed their safety tests, the New York Times reported on Friday. Read more (6/23/17)
Grenfell Tower's fireproof cladding was ‘downgraded to save £293,000’, show leaked documents

Pressure to keep costs down during the refurbishment of Grenfell Tower appears to have driven the decision to use cheaper cladding on the block, an investigation has revealed.

Leaked documents including an “urgent nudge email” from housing bosses suggest aluminium panels with a flammable core were selected for the west London tower in the place of a fireproof zinc material to save nearly £300,000 – with reportedly little discussion of possible implications for residents’ safety.

An estimated 80 people died in the devastating fire on 14 June that detectives believe was started by a fridge-freezer unit before spreading to the 24-storey building’s “combustible” cladding, which subsequently failed safety tests.

The email from Kensington and Chelsea tenant management organisation (TMO) urged construction consultants Artelia UK, who were managing the £8.6m project, to assure the Tory councillor in charge of the refurbishment that prices would be kept low, reported The Times.

“We need good costs for Cllr Feilding-Mellen and the planner tomorrow at 8.45am!“ the email, sent on 16 July 2014, is alleged to have said.

A cost summary analysis from the same month also obtained by the newspaper appears to identify a saving of £293,368 by using “aluminium cladding in lieu of zinc cladding”.

Rock Feilding-Mellen, who is deputy leader of Kensington and Chelsea Borough Council, has been forced to relocate his family after reportedly receiving threats from angry residents outside his luxury £1.2million home.

The 38-year-old was said to be concerned for his safety after abusive posters and vandalism were seen outside his three-storey townhouse in north Kensington last weekend.

The Conservative council had a budget surplus of £274m, according to a draft account statement for this year describing the funds as “usable reserves”, and is said to have offered £100 rebates to the borough’s residents paying the top rate of council tax in 2014.

When the refurbishment project began in 2012 with the aim of improving the 1970s building’s insulation and making it more attractive, the use of fireproof zinc panels was proposed in a planning application submitted by architects Studio E, according to The Times.

But following a series of cost-cutting decisions, a revised planning application submitted two years later is said to require the aluminium cladding, which has a flammable plyethylene core, instead.

Minutes from an emergency residents’ meeting held on 17 March 2015 show that more than 100 people living in the block produced a long list of issues about the refurbishment.

The minutes detail anxieties about the way the firm Rydon was doing the work and mention the “concern that TMO/Rydon are using cheap materials” and “cutting corners” on workmanship. Other problems included “grave concerns at standard of works inside a number of residents’ properties”.

A spokesperson for Kensington council said Mr Fielding-Mellen had in fact increased the budget of the refurbishment project from £6.9m to £10.3m.

”Cllr Feilding-Mellen and the cabinet were willing to approve significant and repeated increases in the overall budget based on the advice received from KCTMO, which was responsible not only for specifying and delivering the project but also for ensuring the building met the necessary and current building regulations,” they said.

“Any requests by Cllr Feilding-Mellen and the housing department to justify the TMO’s requests for increases to the budget would have been made in the spirit of ensuring that public funds were being well managed and could be justified. Safety would not have been compromised.“

Last night council officials adjourned a cabinet meeting after press were allowed to attend, claiming it would ”prejudice“ the forthcoming public inquiry.

The High Court earlier ruled that the council must let journalists attend the meeting – the first to be held by the local authority since the disaster – after reporters were initially told they were barred.

The decision by council leader Nicholas Paget-Brown, to postpone the meeting triggered an angry response including from opposition councillor Robert Atkinson, who demanded the cabinet’s resignation.

llorstel  asked:

Members of the blade of the marmora being curious about Coran. Like this goofy Altean, but an adviser to the royals. There's just something suspicious and also sneaky. oh they're familiar with masks but this is just straaange.

“He’s not… like that all the time… is he?”

Thace looked up from the blaster rifle he was repairing to where Coran, his princess, and Aldri were nearly in hysterics watching Triad try to drag a shrieking Ylva into a particle bath with her tractor beam. “You mean-?”

The younger apprentice -Irechel, wasn’t it?- wrinkled his nose faintly. “He’s just so… not what I expected from the person in charge of all these operations. He acts like a cub.”

“I see. No. No, he isn’t like that all the time.” He clicked the chamber closed and checked the safety, then tested the trigger a few times to make sure it wasn’t still catching. “I suspect he does it to put his closest comrades at ease, since they are very much cubs themselves. I do admit, though-” he added as he looked over to see Coran finally give in and rescue his smaller fellow tech, only for Ylva to promptly climb his back and hiss at Triad from behind him, “the difference is like night and day. I have never seen such a well-constructed mask before.”


Technically, he wasn’t spying. After affirming their loyalties, the Princess and her Advisor had allowed them nearly full-run of the castle.

He was just… observing, that was all.

Kolivan always said that keeping one’s eyes and ears sharp were the way to the truth, didn’t he? 

Irechel nested himself silently in the shadows of the cables of the Lions’ hanger, well above the steel beasts. He had a prickly itch up his back that always made him uncomfortable around them, even when they weren’t looking at him and the other Blades.

Like they were always watching.

But no matter!

He’d overheard from conversations between their spymaster and his Princess that her mother was returning from some important trip to several worlds. If Coran had indeed worked for the previous royals as well, this would be a prime chance to see what sort of mask he used in front of the old Altean Queen.

The hissing of the far control doors alerted him to his quarry’s approach, and he flattened his ears to lower his profile, crouching deeper into his nest as Coran came into the hanger with a cheerful whistling tune.

A blast of air from the bay doors opening suddenly made him regret his hiding place, and he clung to the cables to keep from getting thrown free, glaring down at the Altean who seemed to have no trouble keeping his footing. Gritting his teeth, Irechel resolutely dug his claws in and stayed put, waiting for-

-not the enthusiastic hug he saw, the dark-haired woman from the ship barely touching the floor before she and the advisor were swinging each other around in glee. 

“Ah, Illy, as always, you’re a sight for sore eyes!”

“Hah! You say that now, Red, but just you wait-”

What in the- that was not the behavior he expected the Altean to treat his superior with. The Princess, perhaps, because she was a cub, but surely the old Queen was of his age or-

And just like that, before his confusion had even abated, the two were walking away arm in arm, heads together like old friends… or old conspirators.

Scowling, Irechel crept along the cables, trying to get a better view. 

What he saw almost… frightened him.

Gone were the two cubs at play, and in their places were a pair of war leaders, expressions as stone and serious as the words he couldn’t hear. 

And in a heartbeat, they were… laughing again!

Was this what Thace had meant?

But no! No one had been watching but him and the Lions! And surely they had not known of his presence!

But then…

Then that meant…

Irechel shivered as he watched them go, trying to put this new development together.

Adult Alteans were truly an unnerving species.

Mon Cœur S'ouvre à Ta Voix

Mon Cœur S'ouvre à Ta Voix | It’s taken Dan a year to work up the courage to really discover why he keeps slipping into something he doesn’t fully understand, but now that he’s discovered that he’s not alone, he’s ready to find a solution, even if that does mean accepting a Dom into his life. Thank God Phil is there to save him when things seem like they’re about to go wrong. | Includes petplay, rimming, praise!kink, suggested attempted!rape but no full attempts, hyperventilating&minor panic attacks, implied aftercare. | Phan | Mature | 15,115 Words

Written for @kinkyhux for the @phanficexchange 

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Disclaimer: In no way do I claim that this is real or cast aspersions on Dan or Phil.

***Website borrowed and used as a writing tool for the terms/questions asked. Any facts regarding the reliability and safety of the test are exaggerated and made up for the sake of the character’s use of the site. Any and all of Dan’s early thoughts regarding submissive’s etc… are necessary misunderstandings for the fic, and not to be taken as an accurate description of what being a submissive is; they are merely an attempt to encompass common misconceptions that even someone doing research might find themselves falling into, especially when confused about themselves, and navigating the scene alone.***

For as much research and as many questions as I asked in order to make this story as good a representation of pet play as I could, I can’t promise full accuracy or that this is a proper demonstration of this aspect of the bdsm scene. I’ve been told over and over again that every person’s experience is different, and that’s something I hope to pose to the reader’s to keep in mind. I am not a dom/sub/switch etc…myself, and I sincerely hope that I did not offend anyone in my portrayal of Dan as a submissive pet, or Phil as a Dom. I really hope this meets your expectations, kinkyhux. I had more fun with this than I could ever say <3

Title by Muse: I belong to you

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Ford Safety Week Day 3: Ford x Sleep

My two favorite ships… Ford x Fiddleford… and Ford x sleep… truly blessed combination 

I’m under the firm belief that Ford has a much better time sleeping when he’s holding someone he trusts in his arms and/or he’s being held by someone he trusts, and Fiddleford is one of the more common cuddle buddies.

Ford’s probably dreaming about this


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1.9. Space —————————————  1.11 Eve >>

It’s been kind of a crappy month/week/whatever but to bring you all some levity after my moaning I have *FINALLY* completed my latest review/recap. Here there be gifs. SO MANY gifs. I’d say I’m sorry but I’m really not. This ep is so riddled with boyband!Mulder and ridiculous effects it would be a crime not to gif the shit out of it. 

This one’s for Max Fenig’s hat. ONWARDS

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Namesake: Song by Claude Debussy

Appearance: Claire De Lune takes the form of a Crash Test Dummy used for safety testing in cars. The dummy is a light brown covered in yellow and black hazard sticker with joins made of metal tubing.

Power: A

Speed: E

Range: 10 Mile Radius from Stand User

Precision: C

Staying: A

Learning: E



The stand user is able to summon a vehicle that does not have offensive abilities on its own (such as a tank or fighter plane). The user is able to control this car without being inside of the car, but must be in working condition, within 10 miles, and within eyesight of the stand user. The user can summon multiple cars, but may only control one at a time.


The stand user is able to launch a car at extremely high velocities in any direction the user chooses. The car may still be driven as long as it is in working condition, within 10 miles, and within eyesight of the stand user.


As a last resort, the user may allow the stand itself to appear. The stand is stagnant and unable to move of its own accord. When struck by a vehicle, the stand with violently split apart and rend any object within six feet of it until the stand is recalled by the user. The stronger the impact, the larger area the rending will be active in up to a 10 mile radius when combined with GODSTRENGTH

Notes: Based off of Polygon's Car Boys with Nick Robinson and Griffin McElroy


The Columbine gunmen and their medications.

Eric Harris' 
prescription was for Luvox, an anti-depressant medication commonly used to treat patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder. He was first described another anti-depressant medication called Zoloft; but after using it for a while, he reported having suicidal and homicidal thoughts. As these issues were thought to be a result of the medication, they changed it to Luvox. However, they only changed the brand; not the type of medication.

These drugs are typically tested for safety and efficacy in adults but are also widely prescribed to children and teenagers. Doctors make dosage adjustments based on the patient’s weight. Luvox is generally prescribed to patients whose obsessions or compulsions cause them distress, consume time, or interfere with their daily activities. 

Dylan Klebold's medical records weren’t released, but according to his parents he wasn’t prescribed any medication/s to treat mental illness. However, at the time of his death, the police found two half-empty bottles of Saint-John’s-wort, an herb believed to elevate mood and combat mild depression. His mother Sue asked one of Dylan’s friends if he knew that Dylan had been taking it. Dylan told him he hoped it would increase his “motivation.”

The Claim:
Rowing is an addiction.

The Proof:
I am spending the summer 2000 miles from my family in a fraternity house (yes I am female, it was the cheapest housing I could find) so that I can row over the summer (we don’t have any rowing teams where I’m from). My job, which I need to afford to live here l, just changed my hours so I can’t do the U23 program (the only one in the area). So here I am, post finals, in basement study room of a frat house cramming for a written safety test that I need to pass before I can sign up for sculling lessons and rent a shell from the Masters…

All because I can’t stand to spend another summer in the desert, erging alone, and dreaming about feeling the boat lift under me on a good stroke. I can’t forgot how good it feels to be on the water long enough to be happy spending three months stuck in a gym. Winter is bearable because I have my teammates. In the summer I don’t have them. When I’m stressed or upset or when I want to relax and let go, my hands itch for an oar. I want to push hard and see how fast I can go. I want to fall into bed exhausted and drift off feeling like I’m still in boat because my inner ear adjusted to the constant back and forth of the slide. I want to see how far upriver I can go. I want to chase the seagulls downstream. I want to feel like I’m flying and I can’t get that sensation on an erg. I just want to be in a boat and I am about ready to do whatever it takes to get there.

Note: the frat house is pretty nice, the guys are chill, and there’s a couple other girls moving in over the next couple weeks. Don’t worry. I’ll have a lot of stories by the time I move out in August.

Note2: working out in general is good, but being in a boat is always better imo

Recreational marijuana has been legalized in four states, but that doesn’t mean it’s a tested consumer product. Some of those potent buds are covered in fungus while others contain traces of butane, according to an analysis of marijuana in Colorado.

Last May, after people began getting sick from edible marijuana products, the state of Colorado began requiring all products to be tested. Washington has mandated testing too, with a detailed checklist of items to analyze, including potency, contaminants, moisture and microbiology.

Quality-Testing Legal Marijuana: Strong But Not Always Clean

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crossedbeams  asked:

'Are you sure that's the story you want to go with?'


“Are you sure that’s the story you want to go with?” AD Skinner’s eyes appear huge behind his glasses. His eyebrows are raised high, waiting. Mulder fidgets next to her, unable to sit still, uncertain what to do with his hand. He didn’t have that problem 10 minutes ago when his hands were on her hips, moving them, and her, just perfectly. 

“Agents? I don’t have all day. So I’m asking you again: is this the story you want to go with?”

“Yes, sir,” Mulder clears his throat, “We were just… testing the office chair’s stability. For safety reasons.” Scully, blushing furiously, eyes first Mulder, then Skinner. Their boss adjusts his glasses, doesn’t look at either of them, and scribbles something down. 

“Well then. What is your finding?”

“I’m sorry?” Mulder swallows hard, his eyes as big as the saucer on his infamous poster. 

“I need to put something in this report,” Skinner grumbles, “So?”

“The chair is very… sturdy, sir.” Scully interjects in fear this conversation might never end. Skinner gives her a quick glance, blushes, and immediately looks away. It’ll be weeks before he can look either of them in the eyes again after having seen body party he never wanted to see.

“Thank you, that’ll be all. And agents?” They both startle. “I hope it’s understood that this was a one time safety test.” They both nod in unison.
“Hey Scully,” Mulder whispers close to her, “how about we make sure about the desk, too?”

anonymous asked:

Hi, your writings are lovely, and very well thought out ^^ Here's a question: how would each of the guard leaders react at discovering Gardienne was trying to hide a wound from them? Sorry in advance if I have formulated the question poorly ^^'

You flatterer. Now I need to reward you with three scenarios. ;)  

Nevra: Activates ‘Parent’ Mode 

Nobody slips past the vampire while he’s awake. His people are evolved hunters, born with the ability to pinpoint spilled blood from at least a quarter of a mile away, with just their nose. If it’s even closer than that, he can tell which approximate species just met with an accident.

So the moment the Guardian returns to HQ, and does not make a beeline to the infirmary, he’ll intercept them in private before the hour is out. Spooking them is a bonus. Leaning against a convenient pillar right in their path, his arms folded, and his expression set in a cool frown that simultaneously says “I am disappointed in you” and “Show me: now.” The business of his soldiers is always his business; that’s what being in a clan team is about.

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