Henry

are the best people of us.

I like chefs more than waiters, but I like waiters more than managers.

I was listening to your story about the woman who died in the bread mixer and it reminded me of a cautionary tale that I've been told is a coffee roaster for a small independent company.

Spring Hill Jack coffee.

That's not them, but reach out.

What's going on, bro?

Buy her coffee.

It's still out there.

The vast majority of coffee roasters use a drum roaster, most of which have a large tray on the front of the machine with an arm inside that spins relatively slowly, but with a huge amount of torque.

This is to stir the coffee after it finishes roasting while a fan beneath the tray pulls air through it to cool the coffee as quickly as possible.

When I started the job, I wore a Chaco brand strap style bracelet that is common in the outdoor community.

My boss saw it and warned me that I should probably not wear it to work because a coffee roaster, I believe in either Colorado or California, had gotten her arm ripped off by the stirrer.

She was wearing the same style bracelet while she was roasting when it got hooked on the steering arm.

And she proceeded to get pulled around the tray and up against the body of the roaster where the stirrer was able to break, then remove her arm from about the mid forearm down.

From what I understand, she lived and they were able to reattach her arm with very little long term problems.

Wow.

According to legend, she had a tattoo on her forearm that they were able to piece back together with only a small scar running through the middle.

That's fucking cool, right?

Yeah, those coffee roasters are big, dude.

Nothing dangly.