Grease Monkey

OK, it was a bad choice of words.

Here's the story... out on the dock today doing a bit of ship boarding. Was anticipating being in a bit more shelter than I usually am out on the dockside so I wore the short length blouson jacket that allows you to carry proper belt order without looking like a weebl; as my normal dock coat's got all my tat in it, I had to grab a random pair of gloves from the locker and just go to catch the crew bus. Had a very enjoyable time doing things to a brand new ferry, when I noticed that the gloves had got axle grease down the inside of the cuff from the last time I wore them. My hands were covered in axle grease. The mug I was drinking coffee from was covered in axle grease. And so was my hardhat, where I'd removed it and put it back on a while back. This isn't ideal, so I wandered back to the office after we'd finished, binned the gloves and cleaned the grease of the hardhat in the gents so it wouldn't transfer to me every time I go out.

However; guess my colleagues were entitled to give me a very funny look when I wandered back in, and in response to their query as to where I'd been, said "been in the bogs washing me helmet, it's gotten all greasy...."