Halliburton
You Have Got to be
Fracking Crazy to Work There.
Well if the
phrase, “Don’t tell momma I work in the oilfields, she still think s I am a
piano player in a whorehouse,” ever applied to anything it was working at
Halliburton. Back in the mid to late 70’s after my farming career was beginning
to look like I needed some agonizing reappraisal as to whether I should
continue to work for nothing or find a better paying job, well the oil field
was booming back then also. Living in Wooster at the time gave me a front row
seat to new jobs, as Wooster was in the heart of the oil boom country with
several different oil companies headquartered there. I was quickly losing interest in farming and
wanted something else that paid better and offered me a chance to see something
new. Working at Halliburton offered all that and made sure that was my
priority.
In fact, I never
had to worry about having fun or taking time off to spend my money, or in fact
worry about having a girlfriend as that was all out of the question once they
had their hooks in me. It was nonstop work 12 days on and 2 days off, if you
were lucky enough to get the days off as there ere no guarantees on anything
since there was no union. One day you would be in Marietta, Ohio and then the
next you were headed to Youngstown, Ohio. I first started on the frack crew
heading out to jobsites and helping lay heavy duty steel pipe they used in the
high pressure fracking operations.
It is basically a
bunch of trucks water, and chemicals under intense pressure as they force this
slurry mix down the drill pipe to almost a mile below your feet, and blast the
rock strata apart, then they pump sand into those cracks formed by fracking to
prop open channels in that same rock strata we just opened by fracking, to make
pathways for the oil and gas to return to the surface through the drill pipe
and later a pump head. Fracking is basically fracturing or breaking apart rock
strata to create channels for easy removal of crude oil and natural gas. We were
doing the same thing in 1977 as they are doing now, only in a lot more cruder fashion,
on shallower wells.
I started out on
an acid truck hauling hydrofluoric acid, so corrosive it would eat the skin off
your hand if you allowed it to have any contact. I used gloves and a respirator
and still ended getting burned by that stuff. Eventually I was transitioned
into one of their tear drop sand trucks and would haul the sand from Wooster to
the job site wherever that may be. You would back your truck into a line at a
well site and then we would hook the lines up, and you and a bunch of pumper
trucks and a blender truck would mix the materials in water and begin pumping
the mixture down the hole. The equipment did most of the work when set up,
except opening bags of chemicals and stuff to be added to the mix. Sometimes before
we started we would dump the hydrofluoric acid down the hole to let it sit and
clean things up before we started.
There were no MSDS
Material Safety Data Sheets, alarming you or making you aware of what chemicals
you were pumping down the hole into the earth, as at that time we didn’t care,
or know enough to care. It was a whole different world back then in 1977
compared to now. And still the company Halliburton refuses to share trade
secrets with their workers, or the general public, to allow them to know
exactly what the harmful effects of what they do, are doing to the environment.
It seems the oil and gas industry has enough power over Washington to withhold
this information when other industries using toxic chemicals are forced to
disclose this information.
Fracking is a
noisy dangerous job to say the least and if a high pressure line would burst
while pumping this crap down the hole it could easily kill you or inject water
into your skin, and cause you serious problems, or it may cause you harm if you
are standing beside the pipe and shrapnel from an explosion of high pressure is
produced. The noise is enough to drive you crazy as you have about 15 high
revving trucks all going full tilt pumping as much of this slurry down the oil
well as fast as they can. It is deafening to be in the area and listen to this
roar of machinery. There was no ear protection then, as I say workers didn’t even
think or know what the effects of being exposed to high decibels of noise could
do to your hearing. Somehow though when
we had the well fracking operation started and you were not needed to be there
to operate a truck you could walk away or in some cases catch a much needed nap,
with that thunderous noise making operation going on around you if you could
imagine as there was no escaping the noise. Your days would start at around 5 am,
and you would be needed to be at the shop and check your truck out. Then usually you would stop and eat somewhere
along the way, to be on the well site around 8 and begin operations. So getting
a little snooze on the back of a flatbed truck or in the cab of your own truck
sitting in the seat, made the time go faster and helped you make up for what
you lost by going to bed late and getting up early.
Once you were on
the job you couldn’t leave till they were done, and it required everyone to
make sure everything was stowed away. I look at these well sites they are
building today and see all the gravel and flat area around the well head and I am
amazed at the expense they go to today as compared to back then. We couldn’t just
drive to the well head as they do now, instead we would have dozers waiting for
us on especially bad locations and they would hook a chain to us and drag us
into wherever we were to set up. Then when we finished they would drag our
trucks back out to the road. There were
several times as I sat helpless in the truck seat and I could reach out and touch mud they had
pushed up from the road they were dragging me in, or out on and still be pulled
along in 3 foot deep mud. It didn’t make
any difference if your truck could move on its own. Once you were hooked, it
was up to the dozer operator to get you where you needed to go. Sometimes by
the time you were back to the hard road you would have your air lines ripped
off from under the truck and would have to sit for a couple of hours and wait
for a mechanic to show up and repair them before you could head home as you had
no brakes till he did. This is just what you wanted to do after a day’s hard
work, and that was sit and wait on someone else.
It didn’t matter
what the field conditions were, you went anyway. Rain, snow, wind, and mud, or
a raging thunderstorm and lightning bouncing and cracking off the trees beside
the well head, you stood out there and braved the conditions with freezing numbing
hands. Or have your body so parched by the heat and no drinking water on the site
that a mud puddle even looked like a cooling option to you to quench your
thirst and cool your brow, until you could leave and roll down the windows of
your truck and feel the breeze of wind flowing in through the windows finally
offer you some relief from the heat. As a friend of mine summed it all up for me
one time when an engineer was in a hurry pushing us to get moving to a job
site, he said ‘relax man , that oil has been down there 60 million years , a
few hours one way or another isn’t going to make much difference.’ He was right
but then that isn’t how the oil field management looks at it, everything you do
should have been done yesterday even if it wasn’t ready to do it.
The trucks were
junk compared to now, as they had no air conditioning or any amenities like
even a radio to help you as drive along unless it was a company radio. The only reason that it was in there was to
make sure they could contact you anytime they wanted. Most likely you would
rather have it off, but they insisted on you leaving it on. Sometimes we would
do 2 frack jobs a day with the same crew, and this usually involved an all-day
job resulting in you not getting back to the shop until about 6 in the evening.
Then you would have to have your truck ready to go in the morning still. If that
meant pressure washing the mud, adding oil to the engine, or anything to do
with the maintenance, this was done by you the truck driver before you went home.
Some days it was dark when you started work and it was dark when you quit
working.
Now you would
think that a guy in his right mind would just go home and get ready for the
next day. Well you could see easily if we were in our right mind I would have finished
college and sought out a manager’s positon in a feed mill somewhere and would
be doing something else besides the oilfield. I needed a break and alcohol and
partying would be ours, as we would head out in our dirty clothes to the bar
and proceeded to get shit faced as we liked to call it, and then head home to
wake up in the morning feeling like crap to do it all over again.
It was like the movie
‘Groundhog Day’ to us as day after day we would repeat the same routine and
wonder why we were alive. It should have killed us, instead it strengthened our
resolve to push harder in exposing our bodies to more torture on behalf of the
oil companies, to increase their profit. They could care less what we felt like;
we were a number to them. As long as we showed up for work and played their game,
our bodies and soul were theirs. Screw up and lose your license, you were gone tomorrow.
That was just the way it went.
Everyone is making
a big deal out of fracking now and my opinion is it should be rightly so. We need
a lot less of any kind of that stuff going on in our environment. We have alternatives
to this kind of environmental disaster we are inflicting on our environment. They
are using different chemicals and higher pressures, as well a lot more fresh
water. Almost 10 times more than we did, polluting a lot more now then back
then. Whatever goes down the hole eventually gets pumped to the surface again
and then lies in huge retention ponds till it evaporates back into the environment,
or is reused on another well if possible, or leaches out of the pond and
contaminates the fresh water supplies. Solar
and wind should take more of an active role as we move along , in some case it
has already made the oil barons cringe in anticipation of the day the prices of
crude drop from too much supply of cheap oil. We have not seen that day yet
unfortunately.
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