When I was a teenager, I had a summer job in a factory that had huge extractor fans to suck waste out, basically a giant vacuum cleaner. Except they would sometimes block up and if the fan got stalled, the motor would burn out. So, if the system stopped working, the first thing to do was to check if the fan was spinning or not. Except it was too noisy to hear, so there was a hole punched in the fan casing and you’d just poke a stick in to see if the fan was spinning or not. So, one day, the extractor stopped working and the foreman couldn’t find a stick handy to poke into the hole. So he stuck his finger in instead…
Every time I do something stupid, I think of old Stumpy and I feel better about myself.