TSS#4

When I was at uni in Newport, I knew a guy by the name of Casper. Instead of going home to work for the summer holidays, or getting a job at the Passport Office (as I did), Casper found work at the massive steel works on the outskirts of town.

The place was huge, it takes ten minutes to pass it on the train. Every summer for two weeks the it shuts down for a complete clean.

Casper's job was to wear a space suit and climb through the massive chemical pipes spraying out God knows what heavy metal gunk had collected there. For twelve hours he would be up to his knees in the dark with just a high-pressure hose and a flash light for company. There were miles of pipes.

It was filthy,oppressive work - despite the amazing pay. And even suited-up, Casper would find he had a sour, metallic taste in his mouth at the end of each shift.

I think he worked there for two weeks before he quit.

The taste of this drink reminded me of Casper's story. Price: 59p

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