How many men does it take to fix a plug? (In China...)

Fixing my bathroom electrics - part 2...

 

After the on-site electrician was 'stumped' in his task of getting the plugs in my bathroom to work (despite his huge & impressive tool belt), as promised, 'The Factory' turned up last night - 2 of them - who I assume were simply more clever & had an 'O Level' in 'Electric Stuff'.

The two of them - looking like Laurel & Hardy - set about ripping my bathroom apart, with much chunnering & jabbering, and pulling wires from every electrical trap-door, plug & orifice they could find. They stood on my bath, bog, sink - making a right mess. The original bloke - a cross between Sylvester Stallone (with his gun-belt) and Alf Garnett threw in his 10-bob's worth, while the obvious-boss man sat on the floor directing operations from my living room, texting and admiring my drum kit. I've noticed that over here - there's always at least a two-man team on every job, no matter how simple...if there's a guy cutting the grass at the roadside, he'll have a 'helper' to stand & watch, or a 'boss' who points to the next patch of grass in front. Thus, low unemployment. Communism or common sense?

 

The jabbering continued, with some obvious frustration as it got closer to 'going home time' - which the bossman did, exactly at 6pm, leaving Chimp #2 and Sly to carry on.

 

I'm fairly certain their obvious frustration ended up with a bit of good old cursing, and I think I now know the Chinese equivalent of "F*CK!"....and at 6.10pm, they were ready to scarper - leaving a right mess. I refitted one of the sockets myself - the thing was just ever-so-slightly not straight...not that anyone would have noticed...

 

Later that evening, I plugged in my toothbrush...and heard the familiar sound of the fusebox by the door clicking...

 

I think I'll use the plug in the kitchen instead...it'd be a lot easier - and safer for everyone within a 2-mile radius...