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Thursday, 14 April 2011

Werewolf Attack

Actuually it's just some scratches I suffered while mounting TVs on the wall at work, and they're not as bad as they look, though I do have another crop on the other arm. A metal mounting bars must have had a burr on it, and unnoticed I rubbed my arms across it several times.

It's new TV season, so we've been busy putting the new models on the wall and taking down the discontinued models. It's a two man, sometimes three man job, as the 55" screens weigh up to 35 pounds, and have to be lifted over shoulder height (and not dropped), hooked onto a bar that we can't see and hence sometimes require a spotter, and when it's all fixed and at the right height (which can take two or three tries) connected to the signal and power feed cables.

That last step is what caused me trouble last night, and led to the scratches. The signal cables we use have five separate connections, two for audio and three for the video feed, and these are not always in the same order on the back of the TV as they are on the cable. The cables are color coded, red and white for audio, and red (again), bluey-green and greeny-blue for the video. In good light I have no problem, but 10pm at night under fluorescent strips, with TVs all around you still playing their feed and blaring in your ears, fiddling behind a dusty panel and looking at everything through a mirror is not good light. Whilst hooking up one TV three others lost their feed, and it took a frustrating five minutes, right at the end of my shift,  to figure out that just because the signal box power light was on, it did not mean the signal box was actually receiving power.

The bulk of the work is now complete and we have a finished TV wall, and have stocks of matching TVs to sell, and can get to those TVs quickly and efficiently without performing simultaneous gymnastics and weightlifting at the top of a wobbly ten foot ladder. Hopefully.

1 comment:

  1. Ouch! It looks even worse in the photo than it did this morning. I don't like the idea of top-of-ladder gymnastics. Maybe I should give you my set of files so those metal racks can be deburred!