My day started at a house that had been divided into two units. There was a young woman here. I asked her if she got the morning off of work, she said she was a student and had class later in the day. She is a Political Science major and this is her last semester. I asked what she was going to do next, and she said she didn't know. I was there to replace her DVR. She had one of the crappy ones. I didn't really feel like having a conversation but it was too quiet not too. This was actually a very nice place, especially for a student.
The next job was at an apartment complex. I actually did the original install for this unit. He was getting some strange distortion on the digital channels. Everything else was fine. The guy worked from home, but was doing nothing. He had no work for the day. That's one hell of a Monday! The problem turned out to be in the network which was out of my hands, so I turned it over to a line tech.
The next job was in the retirement community. But no one answered the door so I called it not at home and headed to the next job which was at an apartment complex. A dirty looking white guy answered the door. The place was kind of filthy and a complete mess. He pointed me towards the bedroom where his TV is. He asked me to set up his VCR, because the previous tech who had replaced the box didn't do it. He had one of those DVD/VCR combos. The problem was that the DVD/VCR combo did not have a coax hookup and the TV only had coax. So I couldn't help the guy at all. I asked if this was the same VCR he had before the previous tech had shown up. He tried to tell me yes, but he was a terrible liar. He had obviously just bought this. I tried to explain to him what needed to happen to get it hooked up, but I don't think he understood at all.
At this point I took a long lunch and then headed to my next job. This place I was at last week. This place is in the country club area. It has the nanny which took off. Thankfully all their shit was still there but they were still having the same problem. Apparently a tech showed up the very next day and repeated me, but did nothing. The only way I could fix this problem was by drilling a hole into the crawl space and running a new line. The crawl space was pretty clean but there was no room, I literally had to crawl around on my belly.
My next job was at a house a just off of prostitute row. There was a hispanic woman here. She spent most of the time that I was there on the phone. I looked around and saw that the cable was damaged on the outside of the house. It looked like someone had grabbed a hold of the cable and yanked on it. I told the woman this and she said she had no clue who could have done that. She was obviously full of shit. What's with people lying today?
The next job was up in the poorer neighborhoods. A woman answered the door and showed me her TV. She said it was making this horrible buzzing noise. It was obviously the cable box, so I replaced it. At some point a guy came in and said hi then left.
I was out of work so I picked up one more job. This was at the polo grounds. It was an area I hadn't been too yet. There was an old woman here, which seemed to be typical of these gated communities. She led me to a TV and began to explain what happened. But it was something I have never heard before. I was tempted to say it was her TV but she said it happened to her TV in the kitchen as well. But it never happened the whole time I was there. We sat there and watched the TV for a while, and then I told someone must have been working in the area. Nothing was definitely happening now though, so I cancelled the job.