Operation/Performance

'Twas the night after shutdown, when all through the plant Not a creature was stirring, not even an ant; The tools were all stored in place with care, Hoping that OSHA would never be there. While walking the plant, I heard an awful hiss I had to go find what was amiss. Over to the hose I flew like a freak, Only to find a huge compressed air leak. Back in the office, the utility bill in hand, I began to question, “What is my air demand?” When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a service truck loaded with audit gear,