RootDKJ
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So today, I;m helping out with a telecommunications install at an apartment building (I'm the project engineer) because the crew doing upgrade ran into some difficulties. After we work through are problems, one of the residents says that a bunch of rooms are still not working.
We explain to her, that we can take a look at it, but we're engineering, and we may need to get a tech over from service to actually fix the problem. She is undertanding.
The apartment building is a drug den. Not your casual safety meeting after a long day kinda place, but hard core stuff, Mostly heroin and crack. The first apartment we looked at was an authorization issue or bad a bad terminal. The 2nd apartment isn't working because there's only one working electrical outlet in the whole (1 room) apartment. So we attempt to swap the equipment from the two apartments (since 1 isn't gonna work unless an electrician comes out there). While one of the field engineers is on the phone trying to get the authorization refreshed, I go put the non-working terminal into the 2nd apartment.
As I'm doing this, the guy is telling me not to bother, he doesn't care that it doesn't work, because he's leaving anyway. I say to him..."well what happens when you come back?"
He tells me that he doesn't think he'll be coming back, because he doesn't like living there due to all the security cameras. I respond "Well I guess somebody likes them". He then proceeds to tell me that he has problems touching boys!
And that's why he doesn't like the camera, because sometimes the boys touch him first, but the camera doesn't ever prove that. WTF I'm thinking.
He then tells me that he's leaving because he thinks the cops know he's there and since he's wanted, he needs to move often.
I get the heck out of there as fast as I can. I grab the field engineer and tell him, "WE ARE LEAVING NOW!!!"
As we get outside, I tell him the whole story. He really doesn't believe me...but I think it was more he had a contact high and didn't understand me.
As driving away...I'm pretty skeeved out. I decide that I need to report this and I call the local police department. They took my phone call very seriously and told me that they will send either a juvenile or narcotics detective over there, since they are well aware of the drug problems there. I give them a physical description of the scumbag and my phone number in case they want to contact me.
So AlpineZone friends...what would you do?
We explain to her, that we can take a look at it, but we're engineering, and we may need to get a tech over from service to actually fix the problem. She is undertanding.
The apartment building is a drug den. Not your casual safety meeting after a long day kinda place, but hard core stuff, Mostly heroin and crack. The first apartment we looked at was an authorization issue or bad a bad terminal. The 2nd apartment isn't working because there's only one working electrical outlet in the whole (1 room) apartment. So we attempt to swap the equipment from the two apartments (since 1 isn't gonna work unless an electrician comes out there). While one of the field engineers is on the phone trying to get the authorization refreshed, I go put the non-working terminal into the 2nd apartment.
As I'm doing this, the guy is telling me not to bother, he doesn't care that it doesn't work, because he's leaving anyway. I say to him..."well what happens when you come back?"
He tells me that he doesn't think he'll be coming back, because he doesn't like living there due to all the security cameras. I respond "Well I guess somebody likes them". He then proceeds to tell me that he has problems touching boys!
And that's why he doesn't like the camera, because sometimes the boys touch him first, but the camera doesn't ever prove that. WTF I'm thinking. He then tells me that he's leaving because he thinks the cops know he's there and since he's wanted, he needs to move often.
I get the heck out of there as fast as I can. I grab the field engineer and tell him, "WE ARE LEAVING NOW!!!"
As we get outside, I tell him the whole story. He really doesn't believe me...but I think it was more he had a contact high and didn't understand me.
As driving away...I'm pretty skeeved out. I decide that I need to report this and I call the local police department. They took my phone call very seriously and told me that they will send either a juvenile or narcotics detective over there, since they are well aware of the drug problems there. I give them a physical description of the scumbag and my phone number in case they want to contact me.
So AlpineZone friends...what would you do?
