When I worked at the power generation plant for my company I was the operator for the 50 ton crane, an art I learned while in the Navy.
You can tear up some stuff with a 50 ton crane in short order.
One day we were putting the rotor back in a 100 Megawatt generator. A several hours long ordeal of easing the rotor shaft in with just inches to spare and sliding the inside end on a block of teflon. I would move the crane a little and the crew would push and shove the rotor along.
Long story short, I pushed the wrong handle, the in/away handle instead of the left/right handle thusly swinging the rotor into the highly delicate windings of the generator. Several weeks later, and an unknown amount of dollars later, it was repaired and I helped reassemble it.
The only reason I am still with this company is that the station manager understood that occasionally accidents happen. He sent me right back up in the crane. I never did confuse my operating handles again.
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