Mark the electrician has been here for five minutes and heās already said āwell thatāsā¦weirdā twice from the other room and frankly Iām afraid to ask.
Itās not good when skilled tradesman are standing in the middle of your room pinching the bridge if their nose, is it?
Mark just referred to the wiring in our bedroom as ācreativeā and āinterestingā.
This is fine.
And now heās taking apart the ceiling. Iām not worried, are any of you worried? Iām not, haha, itās not like this house was previously owned by someone who would do something stupid like try to wire their house themselvesā¦or store tins of varnish under the furnace behind a secret alcoveā¦
Ha haā¦
Ha.
Hm.
Fuck.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEREāS NO NEUTRAL WIRES??!?
WHAT DO YOU MEAN ITāS GROUNDED INTO THE SCREWS HOLDING UP THE CEILING LIGHT???!?!!
This post crosses my dashboard every so often and every time, Iām reminded of when I discovered that my whole house was grounded to a gas line.
Good times.
IT WAS WHAT?




















