Hill street blues

The project I am working on hill street is breaking my balls with stupid shit.

The AIphone/intercom/security system (from Japan) has five different low voltage cables that have been installed in the typical wire tacker low voltage way and it drives me bat shit crazy. It is fucking nice though. You can look at the fucker from the kitchen ringing your doorbell and ask your slutty daughter in her bedroom if that was the loser making her panties stick to the side of the laundry hamper.

The rest also sucks. I won't go on. Residential wiring even in homes worth 2 million clams is still bottom of the barrel any way you slice it.

I want 100+ horsepower three phase motors, assembly line robotics, machinery control panels with touch screen user logic controls... I want to open live electrical panels that threaten to burn my face off in fractions of a second with arc flash that is hotter than the surface of the sun =only if the air around me is ionized enough to do so... I want that $70 BONES AN HOUR to do so. So I can drink and whore with abandon.

Still my simple car's CV joints creak and rattle like teeth of a meth addict with his fingers slammed in a car door- to remind me everything is precarious right now.

I sleep in my car a few days straight and then hit a motel on mission street when I can't take it any more.

I am in one now, with maxed out credit and a pay check 10 days away. I have gotten another job though,- coming up. Powering up 2- 20,000 sq. ft. floors of sub-terrainian floors of freshly re-located blade servers that will ejaculate data all over the WWW. But thats in more than a week away. I get to use a little calculus to find 4th and 5th order harmonic loads on neutral returns back to the power company...yippie. It all gets cleaned up with capacitors the size of trash cans. Switching power supplies - they can even wreak havoc on your little home. Don't plug all your computer shit on one circuit. Just plug a cfl lamp into the same outlet (receptacle) as a laser printer and print out a sheet or two and find out why...