"Excuse me. Can I show you something?"
When have those words ever had a pleasant outcome?
I heard those very words from the cable guy yesterday after he assessed my request to install a cable jack in the garage. I know, sounds a little trailer park-ie, but my husband spends a lot of time out there fiddleing around with Lord knows what -- so, as a small Valentine's surprise I had a cable jack and phone line installed in the garage.
Anyway, so the cable guy takes me down to the basement (now that I think about it, that sounds scary -- I should have taken my stun gun with me, but a] I couldn't diplomatically say "Hang on, Mr. Cable Guy, let me grab my stun gun in case you have homocidal tendancies" and b] I don't own a stun gun). He leads me to a metal box thing. Opens it and reveals this:
Apparently, having nine cable connections is unusual. He started this long boring Cable 101 lesson -- all I heard was "See this? Blah blah blah one more line could cause BIG problems blah blah blah slow internet access blah blah blah we've already installed this excelerator blah blah I'll have to drill here and drill there blah blah blah and you'll have to move these Christmas ornaments..."
To make a long story short, Mr. Cable Guy figured it out and Mr. Skrocki's tricked out garage now has a couple new features. I even got him one of these and attempted to install it myself, but had to stop when the drill bit got lodged in the concrete wall.
PS...isn't the stainless steel phone against the subtle green paint pretty? Geez, he could live out there! Mwhaa-haa-haa...
I heard those very words from the cable guy yesterday after he assessed my request to install a cable jack in the garage. I know, sounds a little trailer park-ie, but my husband spends a lot of time out there fiddleing around with Lord knows what -- so, as a small Valentine's surprise I had a cable jack and phone line installed in the garage.
Anyway, so the cable guy takes me down to the basement (now that I think about it, that sounds scary -- I should have taken my stun gun with me, but a] I couldn't diplomatically say "Hang on, Mr. Cable Guy, let me grab my stun gun in case you have homocidal tendancies" and b] I don't own a stun gun). He leads me to a metal box thing. Opens it and reveals this:
Apparently, having nine cable connections is unusual. He started this long boring Cable 101 lesson -- all I heard was "See this? Blah blah blah one more line could cause BIG problems blah blah blah slow internet access blah blah blah we've already installed this excelerator blah blah I'll have to drill here and drill there blah blah blah and you'll have to move these Christmas ornaments..."To make a long story short, Mr. Cable Guy figured it out and Mr. Skrocki's tricked out garage now has a couple new features. I even got him one of these and attempted to install it myself, but had to stop when the drill bit got lodged in the concrete wall.
PS...isn't the stainless steel phone against the subtle green paint pretty? Geez, he could live out there! Mwhaa-haa-haa...
Posted by ThinGuy on February 15, 2006 at 05:10 PM MST #
Posted by Metric Drill Bits on October 05, 2006 at 10:21 AM MDT #
Posted by skrocki on October 05, 2006 at 11:36 AM MDT #