My day in the warehouse began with me sitting at my desk, in the office. Was I feeling a little bit nervous about spending my day in a place I was unfamiliar with, and with people I hardly know? Yes, however, if I was being completely honest I was more scared of making myself look like a pleb. I have been working at 51T for just over a year and writing about our solutions for months, I literally felt like the apprentice meeting the masters. The guys that work in the warehouse know anything and everything about the charging solutions they build, and I only know what I’ve seen on short visits over there, or what I have been told.
I usually start work at 8:30am but due to my emergency panic at the office, I made it to the warehouse about 9am. After I got over the initially overwhelming feeling and the awkward hellos, I was totally amazed. There must have been 10+ cabinets dotted around the warehouse.
From 9-12, I was observing the guys building cabinets, which I have to say looked very confusing. I know cabinets, cradles and trolleys aren’t very interesting, but I cannot begin to describe to you how exciting it was to see all of the “Behind the Scenes” stuff. I now realise how sad I must sound.
After lunch, I was put onto cradle production. Apart from not being able to close the door (I was very very cold – they blamed it on me not being used to “actual” work) I enjoyed every minute. Okay, using the tools terrified me at first but after I had got used to it, it was fascinating. Admittedly, I wasn’t actually making the cradles and I was under supervision (constantly).
I guess I have never appreciated how much work actually goes into making the things we sell. All I see from the office is the finished product, not the days and hours of work that goes into it. I do feel kind of guilty for not doing something like this a bit sooner. The most time I have spent in the warehouse before this was an odd hour here and there, I have never actually acknowledged how hard they work.
Time for me to be totally honest. I didn’t spend all day actively helping in the warehouse. I may have taken over the only desk in the warehouse to start writing this, so I guess it should be called “My day at a different desk”.
Spending the day(ish) at the warehouse has really opened my eyes to how hard the guys work, and how close they all are. I will also appreciate it more when my Maxi cabinet gets completed for the exhibitions, and I maybe won’t complain (as much) when it turns up dirty.