Everday I go to work, I lug heavy equipment for a kilometer to a building that people generally avoid. I enter, along with a few other brave individuals that share my 1 km trek. When the horn sounds, we deposit our equipment, and move to the first work station. On any given day it changes. For example, today I carried equipment over my shoulder to a room full of saws, poisonous gases, and many sharp objects, which are strewn haphazardly around the room. I work the hour away, slaving away along with many other individuals. Some enjoy themselves, but others are dismal as the day has just begun.

The pattern continues, the horn sounding again and again as worried people scramble to get to their next station. The most dangerous station is station H. Inside the store cupboards, there are lead containers with alpha, beta and gamma radiation chips, copper sulphate, oxidizing, flammable and dangerously reactive materials.

During the short break during the day, we are allowed to leave our equipment in a store cupboard, and buy lunch from the vending machines, or if we were smart, bring it with us. The break doesn't last though. No sooner than you are starting to recuperate from the horrors earlier in the day, you must march off into the next station, Station D. Inside waits many heavy objects, a work officer and many dismayed individuals.

Now, who can guess what I do?