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Fixing a Tv
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- The older gentleman got a tool and started soldering some components on the motherboard. The young man kept passing him tools and brushing dust off electric component with a little brush.
It was a cold Saturday morning. Dark clouds hung overhead and people walked around hurriedly, in anticipation of rain. I checked my watch again.
The man I was waiting for had told me he was almost at the place we had planned to meet. Someone had recommended this man. They said he was an expert TV repairman. A man well schooled in TV circuitry and motherboards.
After about another six minutes, he arrived. But there was a problem. They were two men instead of one. “I thought it was one of you.” I said to the younger one wearing blue jeans and carrying a black backpack.
“Two heads are better than one.” The older one in black trousers and a striped shirt answered instead. I estimated his age to be about 55. Since I am not one to debate about how many men it takes to repair a TV, they got into the car and we drove home.
They unscrewed the TV from the wall, placed it screen down on the dining table and started to work. With the TV back off, the older guy produced an ohmmeter and started testing different internal components. He plugged the open TV into an electric socket as I scampered to safety. I am not one to play around with things to do with electricity.
I sat in a sofa where I still had a vantage view of what they duo was doing. Then I noticed something strange. The older guy was wearing white socks. There is that unspoken rule among men about not wearing white socks. You only wear white socks when you are out playing sports. But breaking unspoken rules aside, this TV repairman really reminded me of Michael Jackson.
If a Michael Jackson song comes on, I would not have been surprised if he immediately started doing the moonwalk, the ohmmeter balanced in the other hand. I know I am always thinking weird things, but that is just me. Or maybe, there is a white-socks-TV-repairman club out there that I have never heard about. A club where white socks are highly regarded.
The older gentleman got a tool and started soldering some components on the motherboard. The young man kept passing him tools and brushing dust off electric component with a little brush.
Finally, they were done. The TV was working again. I helped them screw it up onto the wall. I thanked them and paid them their dues. If you ask me how many men it takes to repair a TV, I will tell you two and a pair of white socks.
