I was at work and I had my pallet jack and a cardboard box full of wood, and I was going around to the hog (a wood scrap shredding machine), and as I was going around the corner by the Dimter, Dave (a supervisor at Merillat that I didn't get along with) was there, and he said that everything was down. As I looked over in the direction of the hog, I noticed that a lot of lights and stuff were off, but as I got closer to the hog, I saw that it was on, and so I went over to empty out the box.
As I threw in a couple of pieces, Wilda (another supervisor) came over for some reason and started talking to me. As I kept going, for some unknown reason, she climbed up onto the hog belt while it was still running. She went up about halfway, and then she came back down. As she got to the bottom, she was walking at the same pace as the belt was going, so she was staying in the same spot, and she was talking to me. Then she said something about "Oh! The hog belt is still going!" and she started laughing while she was walking.
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