I can say without reservation that I would wind up nailing myself repeatedly.
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Documenting The Death Of America
I can say without reservation that I would wind up nailing myself repeatedly.
Seems reasonable.
When I lived outside of Spokane, I kept having gas stolen out of my 68 Dodge truck, the gas cap was on the B pillar behind the driver’s door. I dug my trusty Model T coil out and wired the body to give a hello zap, it worked quite well…
A friend’s dad repaired appliances and visitors to his shop were constantly picking up pieces and messing up the order so he charged up capacitors and left them on his bench. It didn’t take too long for the visitors to keep their hands to themselves.
I did the same with couple of 20mmF 25KV capacitors, and a High school one-piece desk. The circuit completed when you grabbed te part of the desktop you used to swing your body into the seat. Once your ass hit those rivets used to attach the plastic seat to the frame, BOOM !! Good for two or three shots.
(I fastened a foil patch underneath the desk surface in the right spot, in case you were wondering…)
It’s a fucking vise. Just how anally possessive do you have to be?
That’s not the point; without permission, you keep your booger hooks off another man’s tools. Something some people don’t understand without a reminder.
What he said!
My father went to college for an EE degree after WWII and the dorm still had maid service. One of his buddies was a ‘stacker’ so lots of papers on his desk that the cleaning lady kept ‘straightening up’. Drove him nuts but she refused to stop. Dad said he got a couple of big electrolytic caps from the lab to use as paperweights. He got them charged up off an HV power supply at the lab and of course the terminals on top were left exposed. One dropped cap later and the cleaning lady never touched his desk again.
Today he’d probably be kicked out of the dorm for being Racsis……..
I’m picturing the reaction of that maid being something like the housekeeping lady in the hotel hallway scene from Ghostbusters; “what the HELL you doin?”
I still get a good chuckle from that reaction every time I watch the movie. Legend has it that the cart she was pushing with the cleaning supplies and rolls of TP, having been rigged with pyrotechnics to get the resulting small explosion, went off much more strongly than the crew planned (and had told her to expect), so that reaction wasn’t acting, but rather genuine shock.
Electroconvulsive effect is why it’s hard to let go. Use the back of your pinky finger, coming up from the bottom.
I learned to bat it with the back of my hand to avoid the clench.
An electrician friend of mine taught me that before I needed it. Of course he would just reach in and grab a wire and smile when I said “that’s hot” and he just say “yeah”.
I jumped when he touched it to test it!
Working construction long long ago in a city far far away I could not let go of the extension cord. I still refuse to turn breakers off. Does that make me a masochist.