This is the question people keep asking me. No, I did not get killed by a drug-free electrician. I didn't even manage to electrocute myself (which was probably much more likely).
The electrician showed up at my door exactly on time. He was 6 foot 8 inches (I asked him for police report purposes) but he had rosy cheeks and I'm not sure he was capable of growing a beard or anything. Plus, when I told him he really didn't have to wear those orange plastic booties, he insisted. It is impossible to look scary wearing bright orange plastic booties over your shoes.
It cost (oh my gosh) $200 to get the lights connected to where I wanted them connected to. It would have cost $200 more to put the lights actually up and it would have cost $200 more (if I remember right) for him to check the outside outlet. You know when they wear those booties, it's going to be expensive. 6'8" guys won't do that for cheap. So, I just had him hook up the light wires and pestered him the ENTIRE time.
Not only did I learn that my struts are solid, not wafer board, and that I'm safe to touch particular wires so long as nobody turns the lights on, but also:
He didn't want to leave until I got my lights up but I'm not really fast about finding the right sized screws and all that. He let me borrow his ladder as long as he could and then he was off. And four hours later, I found the right screws and my lights are COOL.
And I am not dead.
And I can't wait to learn to snowboard. I also learned I am goofy foot (right foot forward).
So if you ever want an entertaining electrician who is apparently drug free, let me know and I will hook you up.
The electrician showed up at my door exactly on time. He was 6 foot 8 inches (I asked him for police report purposes) but he had rosy cheeks and I'm not sure he was capable of growing a beard or anything. Plus, when I told him he really didn't have to wear those orange plastic booties, he insisted. It is impossible to look scary wearing bright orange plastic booties over your shoes.
It cost (oh my gosh) $200 to get the lights connected to where I wanted them connected to. It would have cost $200 more to put the lights actually up and it would have cost $200 more (if I remember right) for him to check the outside outlet. You know when they wear those booties, it's going to be expensive. 6'8" guys won't do that for cheap. So, I just had him hook up the light wires and pestered him the ENTIRE time.
Not only did I learn that my struts are solid, not wafer board, and that I'm safe to touch particular wires so long as nobody turns the lights on, but also:
- A 6'8" guy can saw through my ceiling without even standing on his tippy toes. So not fair--I had to stand on two step stools stacked on top of a chair.
- A proper snowboard comes up to about your chin level.
- My house's original electrician was GREAT.
- Bad coaches can ruin basketball for a man forever.
He didn't want to leave until I got my lights up but I'm not really fast about finding the right sized screws and all that. He let me borrow his ladder as long as he could and then he was off. And four hours later, I found the right screws and my lights are COOL.
And I am not dead.
And I can't wait to learn to snowboard. I also learned I am goofy foot (right foot forward).
So if you ever want an entertaining electrician who is apparently drug free, let me know and I will hook you up.
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