In which I get to play with tools.

My awesome job not only came complete with a window office, a title, and a space heater, it also came with TOOLS.

I have custody of the freakin’ tool bag. It lives in my office. I do not have to ask to borrow a Phillips head. This makes me happy. Here are many of its components unceremoniously dumped on the floor:

Today, there was a problem with BMI’s local number; people from the Walla Walla area were getting fast busies when trying to call in. In order to check the line, I needed to be able to plug a phone into it. Alas, there’s no jack for that number, so I had to connect directly to the 110 block.

All of which means that I GOT TO PLAY WITH THE TONER AND THE BUTT SET.

In the end, it turned out that the problem was a fiber cut in Pasco, but I still got to bust into the tool bag. Yay!

#ILoveMyJob