(I’m not really an idiot - but who wants to read anything titled “yet another example of why I should think before I act” or something similar.)
Anyway - I amuse myself and my boss but he’s not here right now to appreciate this one - so it’s becoming a blog entry.
My boss brought in this expensive flashlight this AM because it wasn’t working. And it sits on a charger, and the charger light wouldn’t light and it’s barely a year old, and it cost over $100 (!!! For a flashlight people!) and what’s wrong with it and call the company and get me a replacement one right now. (before you ask - I’m an “executive assistant” and this would fall under the “other duties as required” part of my job description.)
So I plugged in the charger and the red light lit up, and I turned to set it down and it went off. And I reseated the flashlight and unplugged and replugged and wiggled the cord, and nothing worked. But then other work took my attention and I set it down for a while. Thinking the entire time - why did it work for a second but when I moved it stopped working? So at some point - I turned around and whacked the charger thing against my other hand and voila! It works. The boss was mighty amused at what I did to fix it, blah, blah, blah. Couple of comments about how he has to beat the $#$% out of lots of things to make them work - which really wasn’t as pointed at me as it sounds when I type it.
So it’s been charging all day. And I needed to test and see if the flashlight actually works. So I removed it and turned it on and nothing. Turned it off and on a couple more times - nothing. Remembering what I did with the charger, I did the same thing again - whacked the light - and again - voila!
Now here’s the part where I really should have been thinking. Because obviously - this flashlight is not your average flashlight. It’s fairly small, but must be pretty darn powerful and focused. (It’s called a streamlight and I imagine part of the point is it doesn’t diffuse the light as much as a normal one.)
And all this time I’m turning it on and off - I’m looking right into it. Cause how can you tell if it works if you’re not?
I’m still seeing those light spots - and that was 5 minutes ago. I feel like I fried my contact to my eyeball like a laser or something.
He’d be laughing so hard at me if he’d been here…..
(Does this mean I can claim workman’s comp now?)
PS - I got my first issue of Interweave Knits today! It was in my mailbox - she’d put my yarn on my desk cause she could tell it was something that I might actually want to know was here but this in the box in the workroom (where our boxes are) so I didn’t know it till after my lunch. Grrrrr….. this whole working for a living thing occasionally sucks…..
