Monday, April 7, 2008

My day started at an apartment building near home. The door was answered by a young Indian girl. She lead me to her apartment. Her Internet wasn't working at all. At first I thought that she was accidentally disconnected but she was connected. I figured that the line itself to her apartment needed to be replaced. It was old and probably had water damage. So I turned the job over to post-wire.
My next job was a duplex in the fancy shopping area. I was met at the door by a guy who was wearing running gear. I wasn't sure if he was about to go running or had just gotten back. He had a Scottish accent. He introduced me to his wife who was Scottish as well. They led me downstairs to where their Internet was. It had been going down, though it was working now. I checked and the signal was low. I rerouted things to improve the signal, which it did in some areas but not others. I looked around and saw that they and their neighbor's were running on the same line from the pole. I could run a new line so that they were separate, but everything was working fine, so I moved on.
The next job was a large house that had been converted into apartments. I was here to downgrade someone by putting a filter on the line. It only took a couple of minutes.
I then went to an apartment building about a block away. I was met at the door by a short red headed woman. She talked a lot in a nervous sort of way. I was here to install basic. I actually hooked up her apartment before I came to the door, so I wouldn't have to go back down. I plugged her TV into the jack and I was done.
I got one more job for the morning . This was a house I had been at last Wednesday. This was a duplex that was in the process of being remodeled. His TV upstairs was having a lot of issues. I went downstairs and tightened the connectors on the splitter and it was fixed. I stuck around and tried to help him set up his Tivo and then I went to lunch.
After lunch I had an install at a house. I was met by a black woman. She told me to wait and got a younger man (her son?) It looked like he just moved into a room upstairs. There was an even older black woman here as well as an equally old black man who spent the whole time I was there watching religious programming on the TV. The young man had a slight limp as he walked around. The house already had service, but he was having a secondary account set up so he could have a DVR and Internet in his room. Since the house already had service the job was easy. I just had to re-rout the place to get him a decent signal. He took off as soon as I was finished.
The next job was a house not too far away. I was met at the door by a black man. There were two women in the living room watching TV. The younger other the two was large and on an oxygen tank. Neither moved the whole time I was there. He led me into the basement. To get down there there was a series of 5 or 6 steps about a 1/4 of an inch below each other and then they end with about a foot and a half drop which was remedied with a wobbly stool. I don't know what that was about. His TV was not getting most of it's channels. I found old connectors all over the house to replace. Once finished his TV was working fine, so I left.
My last job of the day, was a house in the same neighborhood. I was met by a small thin middle aged woman. She talked a lot, the whole time I was there about everything. She had been remodeling her house and doing a lot of it herself. She would say something as a joke and then laugh at and sometimes elbow me as well. She obviously lived alone and was probably rather lonely. She had a couple cats and seemed to me to be on the fast track to being a crazy cat lady. She was having Internet problems. I tracked it to a splitter in her crawlspace. She insisted on on crawling in there her self. I got her Internet working again. I also helped her set up her wireless Internet with a password and everything. I also explained how she could try to help her neighbor, with her Internet problems. Once finished she followed me all the way to my van talking the whole way. I didn't think she was going to leave me alone, but eventually I left and went home.

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