Yesterday I went to Tekla’s annual managers’ day, held in
Dubai.
Beyond the usual technical news and client presentations, half way through the proceedings a bunch of unanticipated little gems were given to the audience.
Just the right things for me to mull over on the long-drive
back to Abu Dhabi.
Mick Hodgson from Tekla’s HQ was charged with providing global
examples from real-life use of the Tekla-tools. I was pleased not to see ‘our’
HQ building showcased this time – while the little movie they made of it some
time ago is sleek and impressive it is painful to watch at the time I’m banned
from the real building.****
So, Mick had three wonderful new examples to show –
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The first one was related to the Panama Canal’s
expansion. The current plan is for two new flights of
locks to be built parallel to, and operated in addition to, the old locks;
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The second was on the structure intended to further secure the nuclear reactor at Chernobyl, Ukraine, part of which was destroyed by the disaster in 1986. It is being built adjacent to
the existing shelter and will be slid into place on rails. **
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The third was to do with the re-floating of the
trouble Costa Concordia that ran aground over a year ago. In order to raise the
ship, I understand the contractors will install underwater platforms under the
submerged side of it and use huge cranes to pull the ship upright. ***
Somehow,
driving towards the sunset and pondering these wonders of engineering still
happening around the world I thought of my father.
He
was a mechanical engineer. Was and still is.
At
the age of 82 and seriously ill, he no longer works unfortunately, is barely
alive most of the time, but has spent every waking minute of his conscious life
being an engineer.
Even
these days when he comes out of his hazy world of diminishing thoughts, what he
utters almost always has something to do with ‘engineering’.
He
never worked on projects as important as the gates of the Canal, never got
involved with anything remotely as risky as securing a nuclear reactor and
never had the chance to contemplate the logistics of flipping the stranded
monster ship back onto the surface of the ocean, still an engineer with every
bit of his being.
Then, just as I passed between the boundaries of the two emirates (you know, where trees appear along the motorway ready to escort me all the way home) - somehow my thoughts slipped onto the CV’s of most of the engineers/managers my company employs these days – it was bound to happen, considering how much time I spend researching them and trying to figure out what on earth has gone wrong with this ship I’m on.
Then, just as I passed between the boundaries of the two emirates (you know, where trees appear along the motorway ready to escort me all the way home) - somehow my thoughts slipped onto the CV’s of most of the engineers/managers my company employs these days – it was bound to happen, considering how much time I spend researching them and trying to figure out what on earth has gone wrong with this ship I’m on.
Consequently, I got entangled in questions like this one:
Is it not interesting how most of my company’s top
managers’ CV’s start along the line of
“XY has earned his civil engineering degree (insert
number – usually 20+) years ago then”… Steadily climbed the corporate ladder never again remembering what being an engineer really means? Or should mean?
Thankfully I arrived home – to my ‘physicist/scientist
for life’ husband and the ‘true to the core – whatever they choose to be in the
future’ – daughters chattering at the dinner-table.
Life is good.
****http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MrLtsqYpGf4 (could not
find the full length one)
Picture from here:
(So many beautiful analogies to life, engineering and
other bits of life are in it!
May be a bit too cheesy too)