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Today’s Most Dangerous Jobs

Today’s Most Dangerous Jobs : The Work Buzz
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People assume something as benign as a maintenance worker would not be a potentially fatal job, but as these records indicate there has been an increase in fatalities associated to maintenance workers. Can we attribute that to the fact that employers expect maintenance workers to do far more than their job description truly requires, to their gross lack of oversight and adherence to safety measures and the complete lack of substantial penalties issued by governmental oversight agencies when accidents and fatalities occur. In fact, governmental agencies such as OSHA are restricted to reviewing only the violation reported to them…effectively, if they notice or observe potential deadly safety violations while conducting an investigation, they can do absolutely nothing about it. When you add youth into the equation, and often youthful workers have the most dangerous jobs, the statistics can be astounding. Thinking they’re just going to work each morning and everything will be ok, is a huge mistake; work, can be and often is deadly.

Thankfully, the last words I spoke to my son were, "I love you son and I'm so proud of you." 

I miss you my love, my boy, my child, my future, my hope...I miss you son.

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