Long story but it's so cringe
>major in physics
>have shit grades
>magically manage to get a decent paying full time job at Lockheed as a technician while going to school
>mainly just seam plastics for fabrication, clean the lab, and work on the autoclave
>project manager tries to do me a favor by pairing me up with a physicist, 'Brian', on site to do a 'mini-internship' alongside my job's duties
>i stutter like a drunken cow upon meeting him
>can't even answer the simple question of what i want to do after graduation when he asks
>stutter something about 'missile defense' incoherently
>he does not acknowledge the red flag
>fast forward a week
>talk to him in his office and he talks to me about MPa measurements, methods and instrumentation, and some calculations he has in mind for the project
>i express confusion about not knowing what MPa is but I play it off like I misheard him before he gets too weirded out that I don't know
>he starts me on the project he's working on, a aerodynamic test fixture to explore options to eliminate crevice corrosion and excessive drag
>main problem for him is screw hole corrosion and spacing
>requires that I use AutoCAD, NX* SolidWorks, DipTrace, some kind of proprietary moisture bath test in a room I won't normally have access to, and some calculation software i've never seen
>expects me to edit the fixture with a software i've never used and have guys in my main lab cut out the fixture shape with the water jet from the resin for testing, and then have them CNC the real fixture
>have no idea what I'm doing
>bullshit and dick around with the software trying to learn shit for a month while boomer coworker asks why I'm not seaming plastics 'like I was told to'
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>major in physics
>have shit grades
>magically manage to get a decent paying full time job at Lockheed as a technician while going to school
>mainly just seam plastics for fabrication, clean the lab, and work on the autoclave
>project manager tries to do me a favor by pairing me up with a physicist, 'Brian', on site to do a 'mini-internship' alongside my job's duties
>i stutter like a drunken cow upon meeting him
>can't even answer the simple question of what i want to do after graduation when he asks
>stutter something about 'missile defense' incoherently
>he does not acknowledge the red flag
>fast forward a week
>talk to him in his office and he talks to me about MPa measurements, methods and instrumentation, and some calculations he has in mind for the project
>i express confusion about not knowing what MPa is but I play it off like I misheard him before he gets too weirded out that I don't know
>he starts me on the project he's working on, a aerodynamic test fixture to explore options to eliminate crevice corrosion and excessive drag
>main problem for him is screw hole corrosion and spacing
>requires that I use AutoCAD, NX* SolidWorks, DipTrace, some kind of proprietary moisture bath test in a room I won't normally have access to, and some calculation software i've never seen
>expects me to edit the fixture with a software i've never used and have guys in my main lab cut out the fixture shape with the water jet from the resin for testing, and then have them CNC the real fixture
>have no idea what I'm doing
>bullshit and dick around with the software trying to learn shit for a month while boomer coworker asks why I'm not seaming plastics 'like I was told to'
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