4/4/20
Morning covfefe, quick slice of blueberry
Boiling eggs for lunch
Preppin
Modular
1st ever wifey shapeup was given before I took a shower, not bad even here after my hair got wet.
Also a progress shot is now on record for 2020 Covid-19 lockdown Afro
I'd pay top dollar for a fresh cut in Denver right now
Checklist:
Lunch
Snack
h2o
Covfefe
Cones
Dugout
Airpods
Lighter
Too cold to pluck the banjo on the front porch
Inch of ice covering car/streets
This is a building fire command center, basically the central nervous system of the building electronically speaking. We monitor the sprinkler system, Control the HVAC turn fans units on/off, create positive air flow to trap smoke etc. We override the elevator controls, have a floor by floor public address system over building wide speakers, amplifiers, all types of stuff to make it perfectly safe to be 8 stories up and not end up like a brisket.
Problem #1 for the day:
Another tech was here, and couldn't figure out why the fire warden's telephone in the rooftop elevator machine room does not call down to the fire command center (the only place it calls). When you take it off the hook it's supposed to ring downstairs.
Sidenote:
Truth be told this part of the system is 100% unnecessary and will never be used. A warden phone was designed for a designated volunteer on a floor full of humans to communicate down to the fire command when everyone was evacuated etc. The only person in an elevator machine room is an elevator mechanic. He's not going to be a designated floor warden (for a fucking rooftop lol) and there's nobody to fill that position.
The problem as always is state overreach, and this bullshit phone is required to work by law, along with the inspection that found this one wasn't working properly. My job is safe(ish) for now, you have to pay for my services even if/when the economy is taking a hit. I'm the last person hired recently at my company though, so if there's any slowdown, and subsequent layoffs coming I'm first in line to be let go. Not a big deal, just a little extra motivation to be extremely profitable to employ. If I can work circles around around these local techs out here with my vast NYC experience I'm good. You don't have to outrun the bear, but it doesn't hurt to be the fastest runner int your group sort of deal.
Time for work:
Phone does not initiate ring at fire command as it should when it's off the hook upstairs
Did have proper voltage at terminals pictured above (top right red & black wires landed in the green terminal block)
The phone physically initiates a proper call down signal by switching from the 47k resistor in terminal, down to 20k
OK so phone call down works, problem must be downstairs at the panel, or in the wire between the Elevator Machine Room on the roof and the panel downstairs someplace on the circuit.
Tested the elevator machine rooms module by connecting it to the "Penthouse Stair One" phone line and calling down, it worked.
The module connected to that line works flawlessly, and so does the phone.
Now things are getting weird because I remember reading the correct voltage up from the panel upstairs so the wires must be good.
I sense an installation fuckup here, not an equipment failure or any recent damage to the system.
After leaving the EMR phone of the hook upstairs:
Still measured 47k resistance downstairs on the circuit
It would not drop to 20k downstairs when phone was off hook upstairs
That's impossible, tested it myself upstairs, and it dropped to 20k to initiate a call.
OK boom, I've got it!
Those wires from upstairs that were plugged into the Elevator Machine Rooms module down here do no go to the rooftop EMR's phone.
Just as I'd suspected, the installers fucked it up, a rare situation and probably why the previous technician couldn't figure it out.
Traced the circuits and found the Elevator Machine Room's module downstairs was connected to another type of phone (firefighters phone) in the same Elevator Machine Room. Somehow the wires for the Warden phone I was working on, were swapped with the firefighter's phone jack, (another obsolete technology) so neither one of the phones up there worked properly.
Swapped the wires to the way it should be and boom, got my beloved 20k call down signal and the panel rang "Elevator Machine Room" call down.
Played it cool when the building's engineer asked what I was doing, didn't want to clue him in to this installation fuckup incase it was my company, or someone we contracted that installed it. I figured my company could be on the hook for paying for my service call for this shit. This guy was hawking because the building was empty except for a few "essentials" like myself obviously because of the lockdown.
OK, so now I got banjo's and fiddles playing on the front porch/roof, let's see what we've got downstairs.
2020-04-03 11.09.20.mp4
Bluegrass confirmed at fire command. Main problem solved, now who's going to pay for this shit.
Called my boss, he confirmed we are the company that installed it, so now I know the gravity of the words I write down on my service ticket. Here's were things are different from how things are done in New York. After confirming this is our fault, my Boss said not to put a dollar amount on my service ticket and we wouldn't bill the customer for this. In NYC, you're automatically expected to lie to the customer and bill them, doing otherwise is hazardous to your employment. Let's just say I like the Denver system much better. Customer really appreciated it as well and will probably always request me if another technician can't figure it out for him again.
Back at the now dirty ass thawed out truck, snow already melted. We're 1 mile above sea level here, the air is thin and changes temperature rapidly compared to at sea level. By the time I finished lunch you couldn't tell there was 2 or 3 inches of snow on the ground earlier, people were in fucking t-shirts.
Wife made us some Kimchi Fried rice. She can cook her ass off if you've seen the food flex thread, and has been going off since the start of the COVID-19 lockdown holding us down. I compliment her on the food of course, but not too much because she knows it's good already. I also know low key she's not confident yet with the Asian cuisine. Anyway, called her up, told her this shit is super good, she trusts my opinion on Asian food because my first wife was from Japan which sort of makes sense but not really lol. Thanked her for everything she's doing for us and told her this was super on point.
Do I like Kimchi Fried Rice? Not for lunch, my point was to make sure she felt she rocked it this time, not that I want Kimchi fried rice now on the regular. It's just not easy for her to feel important now that's she's not working anymore. Makes you feel uneasy not working, even though it feels good on the surface not having to go to work also if you know what I mean. She's watching me go out and work hard at the day job, hustle on the side etc. She's worked her entire life, and never once house wifed before, in fact last year she pulled in way way more loot than me. She's not pulling in checks anymore, but still needs to be reminded she's crucial to the team, even if it's as a culinary G at home she knows she's still killing it. That's worth me eating Kimchi Fried Rice on the regular, even though I'll be murdering people with the kimchi dragon breath all afternoon as a result. I can buy gum if I need to.
The last of that stuff the Gretski skate on.
You ever hit cruise control through a major city? Feels good man.
Long treck up to Northern Colorado front range town, normally 2 hours, now just an hour and 5 minutes.
On the turntables for the ride is Dale Carnegie, great depression era G. This book was first published in 1933 I think and has been wildly popular ever since, a little cheesy but aren't we all. The era it was set in is relevant to our current socio economic situation in tone. Probably my 3rd time giving it a listen/read over the years, this book should be mandatory. I'm trying to look at people who called things exactly right back during the 1930's, then apply their style of thinking/logic to our current situation for ideas/solutions.
Not a lot of COVID-19 here like back in NYC right now, that's for sure.
No picks of the last job I did up there but I finished quick, washed the truck and got home early. So glad it was Friday forgot I was taking photos for a days in pies post....
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This is when my day turned out to be monumental....
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After I got home from work no lie I smashed shawdy and broke the fucking bed. I swear to god I'm not making this shit up. I wouldn't lie about this for internet points and a possible cheeto sponsorship. I literally broke the fucking beg Trey Six O Style during an after nooner.
It didn't just collapse, it broke. Shit can't be fixed, cheap ass plastic parts holding the middle legs straight broke. We laughed our asses off. Now we're fucked as far as a bed goes, and it's mattress on the floor until flue season is over.
Now I know why Trey six posted that cheeto footed bitch madd proud. I'll be walking around with big dick energy from this day forth. May not have epic photos of the pussy on swole but we're all older and classier now (hopefully). I had to ask permission to post this on the oontz. I mean for real this is the only venue appropriate to brag about this shit and I can't wast that opportunity.
Anyway after recovering from that shit checked out our first local food coop delivery from today. 2 types of local grass fed, and organic ground beef. The eggs are farmed by a little kid that started his own egg farm with a little help from his family. This coop is cool because you can read up on the farms that make what you eat, you can learn about the people producing the food, and even the animal you're about feed yourself with. I'll pay extra to read about how that motherfucker was raised happy and it makes the food taste better whether it's just a placebo effect , or it really does taste better.
Also wifey scored an additional half dozen local eggs farmed from a backyard 0.4 miles away here in the city using "next door". She traded her own sourdough starter (Alice) and some from she wolf bakery she got in NYC pictured behind the eggs. We left the starter in a box downstairs and gave the girl with the eggs our building's access code, she left the eggs. Weird making new friends these days locally but we're making it happen. The photo doesn't show but some of those eggs are a light slate blue/greenish in color and all were delicious. Not orange yokes because the chickens probably don't eat much live bugs etc. here in the city but thicc as fuck in consistency and taste, had them this morning.
Anyway we ate (no pics) then laughed of the bed situation, she told her friend first about it over the phone and her friend yelled out "you're a stud" over speakerphone. Now my ego is never going to die down.
Wasting precious isopropyl alcohol to clean my Super Mario water bong. People with dirty bongs disturb me, that shit stinks.
A little dab of live rosin for desert to start off my evening buzz.
Super Mario Bong on point, extremely clean taste, deliciousness ensued.
