even when it's good for business. I work in a silk screen sweatshop. It's more of the toxic gas chamber type, than the kind ready to collapse on your head, but it has its fire hazards: I took the toxic fog pic at 9am, one hour after starting. It's mostly the smoke from sending 100% polyester wicking shirts with black silk screen paint through an oven to cure the paint and it was worse than the picture shows (old phone camera) and got worse as time went on. Some of it is cotton smoke, but the wicking shirts made it look like 3pm at 9am. And yes, that is a gas tank semi-perma parked amid all that dry wood. And yes, that is a bunch of dry wood stacked against the building and behind the camera is an even larger pile of dry wood stacked against trees. Anyway, I was catching the shirts out of line 7 and really couldn't look around much. Carlos is loco rápido. During the downtime between jobs, I looked over at the job across from me. They were printing the sponsors on the back for some regional branch of the Arthritis Foundation. I think Janssen was on there, along with some orthodontist and orhtopaedics? I looked at the skid they were stacking the packed boxes and then at the table and skid of shirts still waiting to be printed. It looked 80% complete. The floor boss signed off on that screw up before printing began. They let the job run to completion because the customer signed off on the art, so technically, it was correct to the customer's approval. It would have been a major point of pride if the floor boss had caught it before it started printing. Some people can't be bothered to read even when it is good for business.