Hello!
There’s 2 ½ hours of my life I’ll never see again… Don’t get
me wrong, I am thankful that things get done here in regards to fixing medical
stuff…but it’s Friday and it’s my day to do fuk all! I don’t have a bath or a
visit from anyone….except today… Bob Vila came to town, unannounced too.
I was working on my quantum lottery theory -comm’on, even Stephen
Hawkins works on a theory- when I got a call from a repairman for my lift. It’s
been beeping constantly and the display says it needs maintenance. So he came, perform
a reset on the machine and presto. But then big mouth over here told him that
it never worked on the first shot, it was always on the second one. Why did I say
this? (Because I am big mouth) The guy took the thing apart until he found the
problem, needless to say that he got shocked (2 times to be exact) and he
cursed when getting shocked but reassembled the motor using all screws and nuts
he had taken out and the problem got solved… plus, I got a new controller because
the old one had been destroyed by hands of steel and our offspring….dam
Mexicans…
Take care folks… now I can have lunch…
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