Hell, back in the day tiles full of asbestos falling on your head in your 2nd grade classroom didn't mean shit. If nobody got hit, you laughed. If someone got hit they headed to the nurse's office. Lucky ducks.
Yep, there were asbestos covered pipes in the boys lockerroom, one door exited into the gym, and the other to a small weight room area then through to the athletic fields. Over that doorway, a pipe. Every now and again, someone would reach/jump up and smack it showering the guy behind him with white powder... asbestos.
Hell, back in the day tiles full of asbestos falling on your head in your 2nd grade classroom didn't mean shit. If nobody got hit, you laughed. If someone got hit they headed to the nurse's office. Lucky ducks.
Yep, there were asbestos covered pipes in the boys lockerroom, one door exited into the gym, and the other to a small weight room area then through to the athletic fields. Over that doorway, a pipe. Every now and again, someone would reach/jump up and smack it showering the guy behind him with white powder... asbestos.