Many moons ago (18-21 years old) I worked in a stone processing plant. The air was a cloud of stone dust as there were no extractors to clear the deadly dust from the building.
Later on the unit became short of space so giant lumps of uncut granite blocked all the fire exits. All us workers had to squeeze sideways through a 2 foot gap in order to get onto the shop floor.
Myself and another lad asked the manager to move the slabs of granite. 'f*uck off Trotsky was. his reply'.....

So, we contacted our union representative to drop him in the shit.

We watched him walk into the glass pod that was the managers office. The manager then pulled out his favourite bottle of scotch and two glasses from his desk.
They spent the next hour laughing and joking and drinking scotch before the union rep left on wobbly legs.
Nothing was ever changed and it was no surprise to learn later that the union rep would turn a blind eye if he was bunged a few quid.
It made me realise we all need to rely on ourselves rather than hope other people have the solution.
