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Many years ago I worked for a printing company and had to process all the film and proofs in the darkroom.
The darkroom had no ventilation and had an ammonia bath to process certain types of film.
At the height of a boiling summer this was unbearable.
I'd asked the boss repeatedly for air conditioning and was constantly refused.
So cocked off was I with this that one lunchtime, fuelled with revenge, I locked myself in the darkroom (standard procedure to ensure that film wasn't ever ruined).
Then I proceeded to open some really expensive (A2) sheets of film, put a great crack in the camera glass and then knocked all of the trays of fixer and developer fluid off their shelves. I then turned the ammonia machine on and left it running and lay down on the floor to await rescue.
20 mins later other members of staff were kicking down the door to find me convincingly passed out from the ammonia fumes.
Got two weeks off and a pay rise to stop me contacting Health and Safety.
On my return, the darkroom was nicely ventialted but by then I'd got another job.
haha.
(Fri 9th Jun 2006, 13:49, More)
Faint
Many years ago I worked for a printing company and had to process all the film and proofs in the darkroom.
The darkroom had no ventilation and had an ammonia bath to process certain types of film.
At the height of a boiling summer this was unbearable.
I'd asked the boss repeatedly for air conditioning and was constantly refused.
So cocked off was I with this that one lunchtime, fuelled with revenge, I locked myself in the darkroom (standard procedure to ensure that film wasn't ever ruined).
Then I proceeded to open some really expensive (A2) sheets of film, put a great crack in the camera glass and then knocked all of the trays of fixer and developer fluid off their shelves. I then turned the ammonia machine on and left it running and lay down on the floor to await rescue.
20 mins later other members of staff were kicking down the door to find me convincingly passed out from the ammonia fumes.
Got two weeks off and a pay rise to stop me contacting Health and Safety.
On my return, the darkroom was nicely ventialted but by then I'd got another job.
haha.
(Fri 9th Jun 2006, 13:49, More)