Being the transporter operator must be wild. You stand around doing absolutely nothing for hours and hours like a cashier in a very unpopular store and then once and awhile out of the blue someone on the bridge is screaming "TRANSPORTER ROOM!!! GET THEM OUT OF THERE, NOW!!!!"
Like if it were me, I would be be totally spaced out and those people would definitely die.
It’s like being a goalie, except stopping the puck means saving someone’s life, you have to be able to catch it coming from anywhere on an entire planet, the length of the game is indeterminate, and you can’t see any of the action.
Also sometimes a player gets high on cordrazine and karate-chops you unconscious.
