1. Father in law/Brother in law did similar...phone company actualy got out right away to fix. AFter the fixing, these two were still at it on the dozer or tractor..(I wasn't there)..and just as phone dude was leaving, ripped it up again!! Phone dude wasn't even out of the driveway yet /w3tcompact/icons/laugh.gif /w3tcompact/icons/laugh.gif
2. VERY angry with this one..just last week, came home from being gone couple days..phone dead. Call phone company they'll be out on Tuesday to fix. Fine. Tuesday MORNING, driving down street that boarders land..notice one of those 4 inch square terminal boxes smashed. Yup, seems some yahoo in his wisdom, took his car or truck OVER the box and smashed it to smithereens. I picked up mess and our wires were on the ground/shorted. I picked them up, layed across branch to get out of the dew and TA DA..phone worked. I raced to office to tell the phone co, that the problem isn't "AT" my house, it's at this location.
I get home that night...phone works..but the smashed junction box down road untouched /w3tcompact/icons/mad.gif I call phone company ask what's up?? "Everything checked out fine, ticket is CLOSED". ARGH....I tell them the REAL problem again...and they say they'll be out on Wednesday to fix...
Wednesday...box still smashed..I call phone company...Driver came out to house and all was ok.....NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
"WRITE THIS DOWN....DO NOT COME TO HOUSE"...blah blah..got rather pointed with them...
Friday I get home and while driving down road..father and uncle in laws pass by..we stop & chat...bad news...Uncle in Laws dog has been killed. Seems the phone company came out to see what was wrong..came out to the house AGAIN..found nothing wrong..upon leaving..(in his defense, the dog DID love to "challange" vehicles) ran over the dog and killed it... Oh yeah..the junction box down the road lying there smashed to smithereens? UNTOUCHED.
(anyone know any disgruntled Post Office employees I may hire?) /w3tcompact/icons/laugh.gif /w3tcompact/icons/laugh.gif (just kidding..and no offense to any current/former/future postal workers)
The dog? Bandit. Black lab..loyal as the dickens to Tom. Was a stick dog. No matter where going..he HAD to have a stick in his mouth. The stick could be size of a pencil, or could be literally a 10 foot branch..though as he got older, he carried fewer branches and preferred more traditional sized morsels... I told Tom I'd bury him...fired up Brutus, placed Bandit in the bucket..took him to the TOP of the hill, overlooking the 250 acres and panormaic view of the lake..found nice spot..dug nice deep room for him....and prior to finalizing the proceedure...I put a stick next to him.
Today..Monday? junction box still smashed.
I love my phone company. (Bellsouth) /w3tcompact/icons/mad.gif /w3tcompact/icons/mad.gif /w3tcompact/icons/mad.gif