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Text: this happened this last summer, but yeah.

so i got a cool opportunity over the summer to install security systems for a company out of state. it paid well, and my best friend was going to be my boss. i was stoked to say the least. after getting into training, it was a lot more involved than i thought. you had to know about air conditioning units, and running wire, and all sorts of things i had no clue about. but i paid a bunch of money to get my car fixed and go out there and i quit my job so i had to just tough it out.

i made what i felt was decent progress after a few weeks on the job, and i was pretty confident in pretty much everything except these scary ass things we called takeovers, where you essentially reprogram their old security system to work with our company's system. they are fucking insane and i've never seen so many wires in my life and i shit you not i teared up a little bit every time i pulled up to a house and found out i had to do one. but i digress...

alright, so i pull up to this nice ass house one day (seriously, their driveway wrapped around a statue fountain). i find out it's a takeover (fuck me), and i start the search for their old security system box. their damn dog kept following me around trying to trip me and after like 10 minutes of searching i couldn't find it. and to be honest, i had no clue where the hell else to look. i mean, jesus, i've worked for this company like 3 weeks so far. so i asked the customer if he knew where it was. he said it might be in the attic, and led me to the garage where he pulls down this latter and i climb up and in.

i'd never been in an attic before. i don't know how i made it that far in life without ever entering an attic. but somehow i managed. it was really dark, so i pulled out my phone light and started looking around for the box. the damn dog kept barking from below every step i took because he was sure i was there to murder the family. it was really perplexing up there, because there were wooden beams everywhere and fiber glass and air units, and weird crampy spaces and it was hot af. i had no idea where to look, or even if that damned box was even up there. then, i heard a crack below and i managed to scream "oh shit" while i fell 12 feet through the air, one foot landing directly onto their dog, and my ass going straight into their wall where their socket was. the wife just starts screaming, and i hear her husband from the garage say "oh my god! did the technician just fall through the roof?" 

apparently, you're supposed to stand on the beams in the attic. and you're not supposed to walk on the thin pieces of drywall that cover the attic entrance in the hallway. fucking duh. well, had i known that.

lucky for me, the dog was mostly just startled and didn't get hurt too bad, unlike me.. (seriously, im pretty sure my ass is fucked for life) they were great people, too. they brought me ibuprofen and made me rest while they fixed up this delicious pasta that i will never have the pleasure of eating again. it was fucking scrumptious. 

moral of the story: know your attic etiquette. 

 

edit: ok, so about the aftermath. i called my boss/best friend, and he just laughed. which was real awkward because the customer who was force feeding me could definitely hear. i'm sure they were concerned they'd be stuck with the bill. but our company ended up paying for it all. but i did have to finish the job. we have a policy that the job has to go in that day, so i hobbled around their house drilling and running wire. the customer felt real bad for me, which got me more pasta. can't complain :) funny part was, the damn box didn't even exist! their system didn't have one. fuck me, right?
Output:
i fell through a customer's attic and landed on their dog**