Normally I work factories, for those of you who are "office types" and have never set foot on a production floor here's how it is: In my trade you are assigned to a machine or a group of machines. You are given material, drawings and access to the tool-crib to set up the machines, then you run a few pieces and you summon a lower-paid operator to run the machine for you while you move on to the next machine.
It has gotten to the point where many factories are banning cellphones on the property because (and I have seen this) people are sitting there chatting on the phone and not running the machine or even worse running the machine and not inspecting product. We're not paying you to sit there and talk on the phone.
Sorry kids, but I was born in 1971 I lived a good portion of my life without being in constant contact with everyone... I actually had to live my life without constant feedback and advice and instant driving service.
Again I apologize but you don't need to be talking on the phone during work hours about the party last night. We are asking you for eight hours of time, eight hours in which we pay you to make product for us. We are NOT asking you to sit there and discuss Grand Theft Rock-Band IX for the Wee PlayBoxStation 12 or discuss weather or not there is going to be any "you know" at the party tonight and if so what kind because you might have to take a drug test this week.
I keep my cellphone with me at work, but SWMBO and I agree: Unless one of us is on the way to prison or the hospital there is no reason to be in constant contact, we have the rest of the day after our respective shifts to spend time with each other.
Then there is the camera-phone angle. I worked for the company that makes those rugged polycarb water bottles that everyone likes. That company has two plants here in New York, one in Penfield one in Fairport. Fairport Plant makes the sports bottles.
Company hires anyone that can pass a simple drug screen and math test, the job consists of mainly picking bottles off a cooling belt and putting them into containers, very exciting stuff! There are other tasks once a batch of bottles is complete (such as capping, printing, cleaning) but this is the main entry-level job.
The "new" design for the sports bottle consisted of a sexy-looking curved bottle and a rubber-over-hard plastic cap that ran on a special custom designed Engle injection-molding machine with a very secret rotary mold flipper and two-stage injection process.
Through a stroke of luck we managed to hire over a dozen Asian folks from a Temp Service to help us get the new product moving. I say this was a stroke of luck because I had worked with a couple of them previously at another company and I figured they would be a great fit here.
One of the younger fellows spent all shift talking on his phone in his native language. I asked him to stop when I realized he was looking inside the Engle machine and making sketches. At one point I caught him reading numbers off the screen over the phone. I asked him to stop, and he refused.
I got management involved and they "looked into it" but he continued. Last straw was when I caught him snapping photos of the mold after I had shut down the press to change a gear. I fired him on the spot.
Next day I came in and he was back on the press chatting away and I was met at my locker by Management. Got written up for "harassing" the kid with the phone, turns out he filed a complaint against me prior to me firing him.
Long complex story short about six months after I left Nalge-Nunc the first cheap imported knockoffs of our "new" sports bottle product hit the shelves. A genuine Nalgene is $20, an imported ripoff is $5. There is no point in buying a Genuine Nalgene anymore, as you can walk into the Dollar Crap store and get basically the same product for far far less.
Hurt the bottom line? You bet! Nalge-Nunc was sold off twice after that, now they are a division of ThermoFisher... and ThermoFisher is extreamly strict about any sort of electronic devices in the production areas.
