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"Harry Crandall was out here talking to them, and at noon the whole gang handed in their wrist-Geigers and dosimeters and cleared out their lockers. They say they aren't coming back till Burris and Koffler come back to work with them." "Then they aren't coming back, period," Melroy replied. "Crandall was to see me, a couple of hours ago.
Leighton insisted. Lyons, who had been toying with a small metal paperweight, rapped on the table with it. "Gentlemen," he interrupted. "We're trying to cover too many subjects at once. I suggest that we confine ourselves, at the beginning, to the question of the dismissal of these men, Burris and Koffler.
That way he can spend the rest of his time on duty here for the union, and will know in advance what the test is like." He turned to Koffler. "But understand this. You keep your mouth out of it. If you see anything that looks objectionable, make a note of it, but don't try to interfere." The written tests, done on printed forms, required about twenty minutes.
Any overtime work that has to be done is usually skilled labor on this job. We generally have a few roustabouts to help out, but he's been allowed to make overtime as much as any of the others." "Will the time-records show that?" "They ought to. I don't know what he and Koffler told Crandall, but whatever it was, I'll bet they were lying." "That's all right, then. How's the reactor, now?"
"Well, our man Koffler says you have some girl there to give the tests," Crandall accused. "I suppose he means Dr. Rives," Melroy replied. "I can assure you, she is an extremely competent psychologist, however. She came to me most highly recommended by Dr. Karl von Heydenreich, who is not inclined to be careless with his recommendations." "Well, Mr.
Doris Rives had finished evaluating the completed tests; after dinner, she intended going over the written portions of the uncompleted tests. "How'd the finished tests come out?" Melroy asked her. "Better than I'd expected. Only two washouts," she replied. "Harvey Burris and Julius Koffler." "Oh, no!" Keating wailed. "The I.F.A.W. steward, and the loudest-mouthed I-know-my-rights boy on the job!"
Within the hour, Crandall arrived at Melroy's office. He was a young man; he gave Melroy the impression of having recently seen military service; probably in the Indonesian campaign of '62 and '63; he also seemed a little cocky and over-sure of himself. "Mr. Melroy, we're not going to stand for this," he began, as soon as he came into the room. Koffler and Mr.
"I warned you that you should have brought a professional psychologist along," Melroy reminded him. "And maybe you ought to get Koffler and Burris to repeat their complaints on a lie-detector, while you're at it. They took the same tests, in the same manner, as any of the others. They just didn't have the mental equipment to cope with them and the others did.
Koffler has made to us about different unfair work-assignments, improper working conditions, inequities in allotting overtime work, and other infractions of union-shop conditions, on behalf of Mr. Burris. So you decided to get rid of both of them, and you think you can use this clause in our contract with your company about persons of deficient intelligence.
Melroy watched the process of oral testing and personal interviewing for a while, then picked up a big flashlight and dropped it into his overcoat pocket, preparatory to going out to inspect some equipment that had been assembled outside the reactor area and brought in. As he went out, Koffler was straddling a chair, glowering at Doris Rives and making occasional ostentatious notes on a pad.
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