After a year of owning my first diesel machine, I decided I had better buy a "yellow" five gallon plastic can to distinguish diesel from my several other fuel cans.
I dutifully bought one and filled it up, then brought it home. In a couple of days I needed to fuel my L3901 so I hauled the yellow can to the tractor and started to fill-er-up.
There is some kind of trick gadget on the spout of the plastic can than in effect requires that
the can "rest" against the edge of the filler in order to "push" a valve to allow the flow of fuel from the plastic can to the tractor. It just plain doesn't work, and not only did I spill a lot of fuel, but I made a mess doing it. It must have been a requirement imposed by some federal committee, because no one else could have bungled such a simple thing so dramatically.
If I ever catch the idiot that designed that thing, the best punishment I can think of is that he/she be required to use the thing every day for the entire rest of his/her life. At the end of said life, I intend to place a similar can in the coffin so that Lucifer can continue the
punishment through eternity if so inclined. If the devil has ever had to use one of the things,
I have no doubt that he will be so inclined. There is zero probability that St Peter will be
involved instead.
I have taken the trouble to emasculate the dang can, removing the poorly designed valve system entirely. If I ever find out that one of my ex students is the person who designed this piece of junk I will hunt them down in their place of employment and flunk them back to
Oklahoma kindergarten, with a caveat that they are almost certainly not trainable, but that they should be allowed to play with the fuel can they designed and given a box of matches.
I dutifully bought one and filled it up, then brought it home. In a couple of days I needed to fuel my L3901 so I hauled the yellow can to the tractor and started to fill-er-up.
There is some kind of trick gadget on the spout of the plastic can than in effect requires that
the can "rest" against the edge of the filler in order to "push" a valve to allow the flow of fuel from the plastic can to the tractor. It just plain doesn't work, and not only did I spill a lot of fuel, but I made a mess doing it. It must have been a requirement imposed by some federal committee, because no one else could have bungled such a simple thing so dramatically.
If I ever catch the idiot that designed that thing, the best punishment I can think of is that he/she be required to use the thing every day for the entire rest of his/her life. At the end of said life, I intend to place a similar can in the coffin so that Lucifer can continue the
punishment through eternity if so inclined. If the devil has ever had to use one of the things,
I have no doubt that he will be so inclined. There is zero probability that St Peter will be
involved instead.
I have taken the trouble to emasculate the dang can, removing the poorly designed valve system entirely. If I ever find out that one of my ex students is the person who designed this piece of junk I will hunt them down in their place of employment and flunk them back to
Oklahoma kindergarten, with a caveat that they are almost certainly not trainable, but that they should be allowed to play with the fuel can they designed and given a box of matches.