Here's a story from yesterday:
I get home, and am bored. I decide to go under the house and cut out the old Central A/C Cable. It's no longer used, and the cable is disconnected from the panel. I go under, wire cutters in hand. I get most of it, and get to stripping it. What I find, is startling, if not scary. The insulation on this 8/2NM (with No12 Ground) is scorched and black, right where it was stapled up. I save that insulation, and strip the rest.
Now here's the good part:
Right at sundown, my neighbor walks over and says, "Ian what 'ya doing?" I tell her what I'm doing, and decide to show her the cable. (Now, I think the park guys did it when the A/C was installed onsite back in the 70s, on account of the cable not in the sub-floor, and the breaker in the old panel a different variety. I don't think an HO or handyman did it since the cable itself was the same brand as the rest, though.) She sees it, I explain it to her, and guess what she does?
She asks me if I know any electricians to recommend. I give her the name of one I know, and she called 'em right up. She has an inspection of her house scheduled for Thursday.
Just something that made me happy on a Monday Afternoon.
Ian A.
(Hmm, I wonder if the Zinsco on the pedestal and the GE Skinnies that used to be in the old panel had anhything to do with this?...)
