Posts Tagged ‘non-slip drainage mats’

Non-Slip Drainage Mats Are Important In The Dishwashing Area!

Posted on: July 15th, 2013 by

  Non-Slip Drainage Mats Are Necessary In All Kitchen Dishwashing Areas!There’s that saying that says you can lead a horse to water but you can’t make it drink. Well the same applies to your employees. You can do everything in your power to make sure you have the proper safety equipment, but unless you inform your people how to use them properly you may still be in for a lawsuit.

I’ve blogged a few times about the lack of anti-fatigue or a drainage mat at school and was a little surprised when I walked into class the other day and noticed there were non-slip drainage mats in the dishwashing area. Problem is, my classmates seem to not know how they work. I tried telling them to stand on the mat or make sure the mat is in it’s proper place; the response I received was “I’m not paying attention”. I guess that’s a valid excuse, but as an employer how do you ensure your staff is being safe?

There are a couple of options. You can make sure the non-slip anti-fatgue mats or drainage mats you purchase fill the entire space, that way people would have no choice but to stand on a safety surface. Additionally, and this is something I had a customer recently do for her bar, you can purchase matting with “safety borders”. Safety borders draw attention to the mat so there is less risk for trips, but in the case of my classmates and my customer’s bartenders, they will draw attention to the mat for the purpose of actually using it.

Our Tru-Tread Anti Fatigue Mat is my favorite option when it comes to anti fatigue mats because not only does it have drainage holes, it offer protection against fatigue and can be bought in sections (with connectors) to create odd shaped areas. This is perfect for ensuring total area coverage and the most safety for your staff.


Anti Fatigue Mats When Standing In The Same Place For Long Periods Of Time!

Posted on: May 28th, 2013 by

Anti Fatigue Mats Can Prevent Injury!I was curious to go watch the new Iron Man movie last night at a midnight showing. I quickly realized I can’t hang with the late night showings anymore. Not at my age, anyway. How sad is that? Lately, between random bouts of insomnia, under-accomplishment blues, and marital woes, it can be extremely difficult to stand being surrounded by rowdy teenagers and all their witty anecdotes during the previews or the pre-show entertainment; a random flurry of local CPA’s, hair stylists, and tax lawyers all mixed in with useless celebrity trivia and Coca-Cola advertisements which, mind you, work like a charm. I got the largest syrupy coke they had to offer.

In my quest for searching for a blog topic, I was literally about to ask the girl at the concession stand what kind of anti fatigue mats they were standing on. Perhaps some Performa or other non-slip drainage mats? I stopped myself. I knew that If I opened my mouth not only would I ooze depression and desperation for some conversation, but this young female worker might assume that I’m hitting on her and I wanted to spare myself and her the embarrassment of having to clarify that I am not awkwardly trying to hit on her, but I actually really do have in interest as to the fatigue mats she is standing on.

After a nice long narrative involving good ol fashioned American exceptionalism (Mandarin in this movie, however, is not Mandarin at all), I found myself pondering in very deep ways the nature of the universe as I often do after a sci-fi action movie. When I got back to my car, instead of driving home, I drove up to a nice dark empty spot just outside the valley. Low light pollution but not quite rural yet. I went to the trunk and pulled out the embossed yoga mat that I had “borrowed” from work. You see, whenever a yoga mat order gets placed with an embossed logo on it, we get a free unit to make sure it is up to par with what the customer received. I got to keep this particular one since it was, unfortunately from an older plate manufacturer we no longer use and was not as nice as the rest of our regular lots. I hastily (I had precious little time to do so as I still had to be at work the next day) unfurled the yoga mat across the hood of my “new” car and watched the stars while sipping on the last of my watered down coca-cola. At that point, I felt small and insignificant enough to suddenly not care about any of my particular woes. The stars just guided me for the next hour and a half.