My day today started with an install. It was a nice little apartment. I was let in by an older woman. The place was cozy with a lot of plants. There were some copies of the New Yorker lying around. I was here to install all three of our products. She already had basic TV, so the job was pretty easy. She was getting ready for work the whole time I was there. At one point she said that having the cable box was going to be great for when she watches her grandchildren.
My next job was at a house not too far away. I was met at the door by another old lady. I was here to replace a cable box with a HD/DVR. The job was easy for the most part. But the box kept giving me problems. half the channels would not show up on one tuner but all would show up on the other so I replaced it with another DVR and it all worked. She used to be a history teacher and principal. She was telling me about how she loves the John Adams miniseries and had missed the last episode, so I showed her how she could watch old episodes and she was very grateful.
My next job was at a house to the north. The place was kind of run down. The lawn was brown with some toys scattered about. The door was answered by a middle aged white man. He was having Internet problems. The line seemed to originate from the basement, but the door was locked. I asked if I could go down but he said there was nothing down there, the cable line just goes straight to the back yard. I thought I heard something move, like a rattle sound from down there but not sure. He had a pit bull in the back in a dog run that kept barking at me and there was dog shit scattered about the yard. I could barely stand the smell. I replaced a bad splitter and rearranged some things and then I left.
My next job was at a apartment building down south. I went to an apartment on the third floor. A large white man got up off the couch to greet me as I approached the apartment. He showed me his TV which wasn't getting all of it's channels. He also told me he was only installed a month ago. Everything inside the apartment looked new, but I replaced a couple things anyways. That fixed nothing so I went out to the main box. I rearranged somethings out there and when i went back to the apartment it was working so I left.
My last job of the morning was another install. This was at the apartment complex right next to my last job. The door was answered by a young man with his nails painted black. There was several large Final Fantasy posters on the wall. The guy spent the whole time I was there laying down. He said he works the night shift and was out until 4 this morning. He already had TV and Internet with us. I was just here to install phones. But he didn't really want it, it is just cheaper to have all three products together than just the two. So I swapped the modem with an EMTA and left.
I went to lunch. I don't know if I'm being paranoid, but I think I keep seeing this red Subaru station wagon following me around. But there are probably a lot of those cars around. Anyways, after lunch I went to my first job of the afternoon. This was a house in the same area as the apartment buildings. I was greeted at the door by an older woman and her very little dog that would not stop barking at me. She showed me to the bedroom where her TV was. She turned it on and there was absolutely no picture but we could hear the sound. It was obvious the problem was her TV. Even though the TV wasn't very old. I told her it was the TV and left.
The next job was an install a little to the south at an apartment complex, which turned out to be not at home. So I picked up a disconnect, at a house a little to the north. It looks like we are a little short on work. I just got a call to go back to that house, where the guy wouldn't let me in the basement. Apparently he is still having Internet issues.