My supervisor immediately called all work to a halt and got everybody away from the spill, then called the station manager to have him inform HAZMAT of the situation. The problem is, the station manager was a bean-counting ass-hat who wouldn't even pay to put working brakes on our tugs.
Rather than pay the fine for creating a hazardous spill, the station manager suggested we rinse it all into a storm drain with the hose on the potable (drinking) water truck and go on working. My supervisor called him an idiot and said he wouldn't let us go back to work until hazmat came.
Still unwilling to pay the fine, the station manager decided to solve the problem himself. He grabbed a yard-size trash can and a snow shovel and drove his brand new white pickup truck down to the ramp. We were confused watching him approach, until we saw what was in his truck bed.
Picture a crew of workers in reflective vests all perched on a catwalk cheering and clapping as we watch our station manager literally shovel shit into a can with nothing but nitrile gloves and a snow shovel. Anyway, that outfit shut down pretty soon after that. I wonder why? 🤷♂️