Yesterday I'd just showered and was doing laundry when my brother called. A psychologist on the other side of town had called in and said he cut some feed cables, and cut off his telephone lines. Ok, he's got like 4 lines, shouldn't be a problem. I go and get my truck and head out there, I walk into the phone room that they're apparently remodelling, and come to find out there are two 25 pair cables, a 12 pair, a cat5e, and a whole shitton of 4 pair cables he'd just recklessly cut through. Not only did he cut out his lines, he cut out the Indiana Department of Revenues' (I.D.R.) 5 lines. I told him there isn't anything I can do today because fuck his stupid ass. I'm not missing the superbowl. lol It took me an hour yesterday and 2 and a half hours today to figure out these lines along with a Verizon technician who was dispatched to repair their T1 line. It would have helped had ANY of the lines been marked anywhere at the Demark (where the outside wiring is hooked up to the inside wiring at a building). Instead I had to take my test set to each pair on a 25 pair (aka 50 wires) and a 12 pair (aka 24 wires) cable to find them. I got done with his lines and was trying to find the lines for the I.D.R. when I was randomly holding onto the red blue pair to this 12 pair and it shocked me. holy shit... ringing voltage??!? (my eyes lit up) So I put my test set on it and holy hell... its their main line. First time in forever I've had some luck. I got the wire put back together in about a half hour with scotchlocks (fucking hate those things) and finally got the I.D.R. back up and running. I just want to know what goes through peoples minds when they start taking sawzalls to wiring they don't know anything about. Why not just start sawzalling through electrical wires?