Texas oil companies

My phone is old & sh1tty ... but here's a drill rig that just came in this afternoon via barge (Arctic ocean). The drillers started arriving right afterwards and although it's probably different in other states, the biggest oil field trash up here bar none are the drilling crews. It's like they stopped by the nearest prison and asked who wants a job.

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btw you'll be able to drive a pickup on that ocean in less than two months from now.
 
Driller trash was told today to stop coming into camp with oily boots and to make sure they were cleaned up proper like before entering the chow hall. Put those animals in a rig camp were they belong.
 
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if you dont mind me askin,
what is your job?
roustabout?
just curious -
I'm working with the x-ray techs for this gig as a line-lifter RE: pipe corrosion crew. All the lines up here are above ground and insulated. The x-ray techs let us know where the pipe needs to be sleeved. We raise the lines for the welders and insulators.
 
Not trying to side track your thread but this is interesting to me and got me thinking about how many career jobs are out there that you don’t hear much about.

Example, last weekend I found myself at the San Pedro/ L.A harbor. Tug boats lined up. How does one become a tug boat captain and does it pay good?
 
Not trying to side track your thread but this is interesting to me and got me thinking about how many career jobs are out there that you don’t hear much about.

Example, last weekend I found myself at the San Pedro/ L.A harbor. Tug boats lined up. How does one become a tug boat captain and does it pay good?
I met a gal last month from LA on my way to Red Dog mine that was something akin to a first mate on a tug for Foss and working her way up to be a captain. She was raised around boats and went to some maritime school near LA that trains you to be a ship captain. She was young and hot. <3
 
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Funny story. At dinner last night a guy from corporate (drillers outfit) tells the electrician who just arrived that afternoon to be ready to wire up the rig around midnight. The electrician who I've known for years (he's old like myself) says to the guy I've never seen this rig until today and that's a job to be done in the daylight after doing a walk around with the tool pusher. The desk jockey says that's not happening and to be ready at midnight. So the electrician (ex navy guy btw) says get me the next flight out and don't knock on my room door unless it's to tell me my flight has arrived. Knowing the soonest they can get another electrician is another week at best the corporate guy's face got all red and he walked off. This morning the electrician says he got a call from corporate apologizing. lolz
 
Funny story. At dinner last night a guy from corporate (drillers outfit) tells the electrician who just arrived that afternoon to be ready to wire up the rig around midnight. The electrician who I've known for years (he's old like myself) says to the guy I've never seen this rig until today and that's a job to be done in the daylight after doing a walk around with the tool pusher. The desk jockey says that's not happening and to be ready at midnight. So the electrician (ex navy guy btw) says get me the next flight out and don't knock on my room door unless it's to tell me my flight has arrived. Knowing the soonest they can get another electrician is another week at best the corporate guy's face got all red and he walked off. This morning the electrician says he got a call from corporate apologizing. lolz
Love this.

Reminds me of a story my brother told while working at an L.A refinery. Usual yearly meeting with foremen and new college graduate boss.

The new boss ask the foremen what their goals are for the year. Of course he makes the mistake of asking an old foreman first.

The old guy responds. My goal is to win the lottery and get the fuck out of here.
 
Love this.

Reminds me of a story my brother told while working at an L.A refinery. Usual yearly meeting with foremen and new college graduate boss.

The new boss ask the foremen what their goals are for the year. Of course he makes the mistake of asking an old foreman first.

The old guy responds. My goal is to win the lottery and get the fuck out of here.
Amen!
 
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Love this.

Reminds me of a story my brother told while working at an L.A refinery. Usual yearly meeting with foremen and new college graduate boss.

The new boss ask the foremen what their goals are for the year. Of course he makes the mistake of asking an old foreman first.

The old guy responds. My goal is to win the lottery and get the fuck out of here.
I can't wait to fucking retire.
 
Three drilling rig employees quit with the electrician soon to be the fourth. I'm on standby atm so I'm hanging out in the smoke shack were it's the place to be for all the camp chatter.
Good thing they dont burn the ships like Cortes did, or have rocket launchers to shoot down planes, huh?
 
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