Electrician

Today, I electrocuted myself 3 times. I had the job of replacing 2 electrical outlets that had cracked. Simple. Remove a few screws and a couple of electrical leads, put in a new outlet, screw it all together and Presto! a new outlet.

Don't worry. I am OK.

The first time, I touched what I thought was a piece of plastic and realized that it was not a piece of plastic. Obviously. Plastic doesn't electrocute you. A slight tingling feeling spread through my left hand.

The second time was about 2 minutes later, when again, I reached around the back side of the outlet with my right hand and as soon as my left hand touched the screw I was trying to screw in....zzzzzzt! This time with a bit more gusto.

The third time, a mere minutes later was the worst. When once again my left hand became the victim of my right hands inability to stay away from metal, but whole body actually jumped a bit. I threw my screwdriver down and looked in horror at my fingers, expecting them to look singed. But alas, no black marks. No lasting battle wound to show off to my family and friends to prove that I had been in the trenches. I had taken my electrical licks and lived to tell my story.

Grade: D+