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Post by kpolk on Dec 1, 2009 19:21:27 GMT -5
That's the same reason I let them go under the house. I have to go under there sometimes to make repairs and I rather have a loopy old dog trying to lick my face while I worked than some silly serpent. Well Chris, while waxing nostalgic thinking back on my days as a telephone man, that makes me think about all the times I crawled under houses and ran into all kinds of critters. When I hired on in 1970 I worked out in the West End, Ensley area. Even back then it was rough. I have crawled under houses and found snakes, possums, rats the size of possums, cave crickets jumping on me, spiders the size of my hand, toilets that flushed straight on the ground, houses up on blocks that had chicken wire aound them and they were raising turkeys and chickens under the house (fun to crawl through) and most every unspeakable thing. One of the most scary things was when I was crawling under a house to run a wire for a new phone jack. I had drilled the hole in the floor upstairs and stuck my wire through it and drilled a 1/2 inch hole out by the protector box outside and proceeded to crawl in the crawl space with my headlight on my head and proceeded to the loose wire and pulled out enough slack to reach the outside and was doing my belly crawl over when my light went out. I worked on it, beat on it and it would not come back on. I could see the light from the crawl space door behind me and the 1/2 inch pinhole where I wanted to go so I started crawling toward it into the pitch black. After a few feet I felt something sliding across my lower left leg. I thought "Oh S*** a snake is crawling on me!". I froze and then felt something grab the heel of my boot and start tugging on me and I swear it drug me at least an inch. Now I was picturing a 30 ft anaconda about to drag me off and eat me alive and I admit I let out an extremely loud girly scream. I heard a big thump as the beast let go of my foot and turned to see a big shape running out of the crawl space door and heard the home owner running out of the house. He suddenly appeared at the door to ask me if I was OK. Turns out he had an extremely larger Boxer that had been closed up in a back room because he loved to jump on folks and the owner had let him out since he thought I was out of the way. He had rubbed on my leg then grabbed me wanting to play. I finally was able to install the phone and did manage to rub the dog between the ears for a while. The underwear had to be destroyed. I figured out I could offer those little black kids a quarter, squat by the crawl space hole and shine my big spot light at the wire and have them pull it out for me. |
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Post by sara on Dec 2, 2009 7:47:19 GMT -5
Chris, that's pretty smart. Our oldest daughter is moving back home (just as the youngest goes!) and bringing Jack the dog with her. I hadn't thought about the snake to dog ratio. Now I'm gladder than ever to have Jack back.
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Post by cbk on Dec 2, 2009 8:41:25 GMT -5
You spoke too soon, oh prophet of Benny Hill. We have a tornado watch until 10AM this morning.  |
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Post by cbk on Dec 2, 2009 8:45:06 GMT -5
Ken, I think you are a candidate for that show about the dirty jobs. Yuck! Now that's dedication. Or desperation for a job. I don't know which.  |
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Post by gloria on Dec 2, 2009 10:34:52 GMT -5
Ken, I would never have made it. I can't stand to even ride elevators(I was stuck in them several times at the headquarters building.)
Once we stopped on the first floor and the door only opened a crack and I was yelling, "help, help" out the door. Some guys came along and helped us pull it open. Dennis "the menace" said I looked like I had seen a ghost.
One time we stopped in the concrete part of the high bank of elevators and the doors were opening and closing and all we could see was concrete. I almost fainted. My friend Maggie said every bit of the blood drained out of my face.
She was laughing so hard that "Hysterical Hannah's" (me) was standing in front of the control panel. I grabbed the telephone and when the lady answered I began yelling that we were stuck.
She said, "Oh no, the men are gone." I said, "Oh no hell, you better better get them back." I started pushing buttons and the elevator started moving, I kept talking to her all the way down. When it opened on one, I said, "we're here, get this thing fixed" and I hung up on her. When I got to the parking deck, I was so upset I walked up several floors to my car.
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Post by cbk on Dec 2, 2009 17:50:57 GMT -5
Gloria, that is a funny story.....although I'm sure it wasn't funny to you at the time.
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Post by gloria on Dec 2, 2009 18:26:01 GMT -5
Gloria, that is a funny story.....although I'm sure it wasn't funny to you at the time. No it wasn't Chris, I was so glad to get out of that building. |
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Post by kpolk on Dec 2, 2009 18:32:18 GMT -5
Gloria I don't know if you spent much time at the BellSouth Data Center but there is a bank of 3 elevators on the North side and a bank of 3 elevators on the South side. For many years 2 of each had the buttons on the left side and 1 had the buttons on the right side, why I never knew. People were constantly rushing on the elevator and reaching for the wrong side for the buttons. One day a VERY blonde lady got on, reached for the wrong side then said "why are the buttons always on different sides?". I told her "It is very simple, on the even floors the buttons are on the right side and on the odd floors they are on the left side." She looked at me for a second then said, "Well that makes sense."
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Post by gloria on Dec 2, 2009 20:53:18 GMT -5
Gloria I don't know if you spent much time at the BellSouth Data Center but there is a bank of 3 elevators on the North side and a bank of 3 elevators on the South side. For many years 2 of each had the buttons on the left side and 1 had the buttons on the right side, why I never knew. People were constantly rushing on the elevator and reaching for the wrong side for the buttons. One day a VERY blonde lady got on, reached for the wrong side then said "why are the buttons always on different sides?". I told her "It is very simple, on the even floors the buttons are on the right side and on the odd floors they are on the left side." She looked at me for a second then said, "Well that makes sense." Now that's funny Ken. ;D |
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Post by scoutmom on Dec 3, 2009 1:39:14 GMT -5
Gloria, if we are ever on an elevator together, please don't tell David how scared you are or the scary stories. He is terrified of them. We were in our scout uniforms the other day and were at the hospital. He kept telling me he wasn't getting on the elevator. I didn't want to cause a scene so I just kept saying,"yes you are, come on" Well that little son of a son of Jerry waited til I was on the elevator and stepped back off and the door shut. People starting asking me if he was supposed to be on, etc. I was so mad, furious, that I said it's ok I will go back down for him. I wanted to ring his little smith neck! Of course I couldn't jerk his arm and drag him across the lobby like I wanted to. Can you see the headlines???BOY SCOUT LEADER ABUSES SMALL BOY He eventually got on, and I didn't go to jail, but his little butt was grounded!
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Post by gloria on Dec 3, 2009 3:45:01 GMT -5
Gloria, if we are ever on an elevator together, please don't tell David how scared you are or the scary stories. He is terrified of them. We were in our scout uniforms the other day and were at the hospital. He kept telling me he wasn't getting on the elevator. I didn't want to cause a scene so I just kept saying,"yes you are, come on" Well that little son of a son of Jerry waited til I was on the elevator and stepped back off and the door shut. People starting asking me if he was supposed to be on, etc. I was so mad, furious, that I said it's ok I will go back down for him. I wanted to ring his little smith neck! Of course I couldn't jerk his arm and drag him across the lobby like I wanted to. Can you see the headlines???BOY SCOUT LEADER ABUSES SMALL BOY He eventually got on, and I didn't go to jail, but his little butt was grounded! It's a terrible fear.........he so sweet, please go a little easy on him. |
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Post by cbk on Dec 3, 2009 7:40:31 GMT -5
I remember being stuck in an elevator once in my life. I was up in Canada going to the Pratt & Whitney school on Pt-6 jet engines. Many in the class were from the Canadian Air Force. And a nicer bunch of guys can't be found. But for some reason the male of the species, homo stupidus, MUST flip switches and push buttons. They were clowning around and somehow made the elevator come to a screeching halt between floors. Of course they couldn't press the alarm button or pick up the phone. They had to force the doors open and start yelling. Then one was boosted up so he could climb out and run down to the desk to get the elevator repair man. Finally, the repair man came and we were released from our prison. I can't say I was scared, I was too busy laughing at all of their antics.
This is the same group that got me frisked by the police for the first (and only) time in my life. And all over where we parked. I was lucky to get back to the States with my life. Never hang around with a bunch of rescue guys who call the North Pole their territory. What they think of as normal behavour....ISN'T!
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Post by gloria on Dec 3, 2009 11:43:41 GMT -5
very funny chris.
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Post by jerry on Dec 3, 2009 15:45:23 GMT -5
This, from a ex-Catholic Jewish lady who repairs huge aircraft engines & flies a light twin for a living; shelters a dozen huge, homeless dogs, a horse & a jackass on heavily wooded land with a busted still out back, belongs to the Coast Guard, and has lived all over the world. What is normal, anyway? ;D
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Post by jb on Dec 3, 2009 21:15:56 GMT -5
This, from a ex-Catholic Jewish lady who repairs huge aircraft engines & flies a light twin for a living; shelters a dozen huge, homeless dogs, a horse & a jackass on heavily wooded land with a busted still out back, belongs to the Coast Guard, and has lived all over the world. What is normal, anyway? ;D All I can say is: DITTOS!!  |
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