Yes; what of it? You're not a local building inspector, are you?
Regarding the responses I got, some of them seem to be from folks who
clearly have reading comprehension problems. I have little patience for
that. So sue me.
You were wrong, and I'm man enough to admit it.
*No, but I do have a California C10 license. My problem is that you're an
unlicensed guy being hiring by homeowners to do wiring in their homes yet at
the same time you announce to the world that you cannot figure out how to
change light bulbs in a ceiling fixture. It seems that you don't have a
mentor or took the time out to get any electrical training. I assume that
getting your work inspected is out of the question.
You also don't appear to be very bright. California is probably the worst
state in the union to do work as an unlicensed contractor. They spend a lot
of money enforcing the contractor laws and these days the members of the
contractor's board are doing everything that they can to justify their jobs
to avoid getting laidoff. You have no problem announcing to the world that
you work without a license.
Yeah, but with his charm and wit he should be able to sweet-talk the
authorities into looking the other way. <g>
Killfile the twit- he's obviously one of the pigs that will never
learn to sing. If we start ignoring the likes of him and the
'mormon' and the other I'm smarter than all you folks but tell me how
to do this. . .' folks maybe they'll go away.
This all sounds like the games auto manufacturers played in the 1950s and
drove the gas station attendants crazy, yes, in those days gas stations had
attendants that filled your cars with gasoline.
Some had the cap on the side behind a door such as you see today. Others hid
the door in the corner of the truck lid, others put them behind the license
plate which was on a spring loaded hinge. Volkswagen was under the hood.
Buick was behind the left tail light which hinged down. Sometimes you had to
walk around and try different things to find the gas cap.
Then again they also confused us with hiding the starter button. Some used
the key switch like today, some had a button on the dash. Others made you
put the gear shift lever in neutral and pull it towards yourself, one
company added the starter button behind the clutch-you pushed down extra
hard to start it. Buicks put it under the accelerator pedal, again you
pushed down extra hard to start. Mini Minors had a rubber bump on the hump
on the floor, you pressed it with your palm or fist. I worked in an auto
body repair shop and it was a challenge every time you had to move a car.
Don't let me get started on the Divco delivery trucks that you drove
standing up with a rocker gas pedal that you stood on and a combination
brake and parking brake.
A guy I knew who at one time delivered milk told me about the trucks
that when you stepped off of the pedal it disengaged the clutch and
applied the brake. He said he would be in the back of the truck
grabbing the milk while the truck was slowly coming to a stop. Does
that sound like the truck you described?
Yes, Divco trucks were popular with dairies that delivered milk. If you
don't stomp on the parking brake hard enough it will drag the truck to a
stop eventually, and that is what he is probably describing. I didn't drive
them much, as I didn't like them plus I only had to jockey them around the
body shop property. My father serviced the local dairy, they had over 100 of
these trucks. That was in the days when 6% milk was considered to be normal
milk, now they skim the cream off the milk and sell 5% as light cream, and
call 3% as normal milk. Jersey cows regularly gave 6% or richer milk.
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