John Polgar responds to Indrek's request for personal worsts:
High Gloss Polished OOPS...
High gloss, buffed dining table ready to deliver. Moved way off out of the
way
so it wouldn't get touched by anyone for any reason. Took LOTS of time in
the
old shop to put out something like this and we weren't taking any chances.
The day of delivery I go in to get the table. There's a junior tech
working on it to touch it up. I freaked, it was perfect the day before
and you don't just "touch up" a high gloss buffed finish like this.
Especially this tech who was only a 2nd year apprentice! Seems like he
decided to change the light bulb over the table. WHY is a question I
have NO idea. While on the ladder and leaning WAY over the table he
dropped his screwdriver. Yep, dead center of the table top.
Too many clamps:
We were hard pressed on a super big project and working overtime to
get it done by deadline. Final assembly of the unit is going on and I'm in
the office working on some paperwork. I hear a thunderous crash and
the tech that was working yells out the "F" word.
Of course I go running to see what happened and if he's ok. There on the
floor is a whole
section of the conference table we were going to deliver in two days. It
was in PIECES!
The tech was gluing on the 2" bull nose and had to use a lot of clamps. He
put
the last clamp on and turned to walk away. It was the straw that broke the
camels
back. The last clamp added just enough weight to make it top heavy.
It fell over off the bench and most of the clamps went in every direction
while the
weight of the beast caused the top to shatter apart. We had to make a whole
new
top for this section and missed out delivery deadline by a week.

Popeye:
I'm just finishing up some huge pool table legs for a client. 12"x12"x26".
Mostly solid lumber
with 3 partial layers of plywood. Since it's such a beast I was clamping it
as I was gluing it up.
I'm behind schedule so I'm working late on it. About 11pm, dead silent in
the
shop except for me working. I've got the presses and several clamps jamming
the pieces together as I decided not to otherwise fasten the layers together
because I planned on using some power tools to rough shape the final "hulk".
I'm cranking down the last clamp. I want these under a LOT of
pressure while the glue sets up.
All of a sudden there a loud "crack" almost like a gunshot ringing out in
the shop. Scared me so much I literally jumped. There on the table in
front of me was the clamp. I had tightened it so much, I broke the clamp.
John Polgar
Clearwater, FL