Consultant pilot fish picks up a small industrial company as a client, and finds that his predecessor has engaged in a few rather questionable practices at the site.
"The latest of these surfaced when the client complained that one of the network drops had stopped working," says fish. "I'd not looked closely at the wiring onsite yet -- alligator, swamp, etc. -- so I took a closer look.
"I found I wished I hadn't."
Fish discovers that all the wires for the site simply pop out of the floor in the wiring closet. There's no jack panel, no labels or marking, and they're plugged into a consumer-grade switch.
To trace the bad wire, fish will have to get under the floor. No problem, the client tells him, then moves a rug and pulls up a trapdoor in the floor.
Fish can see wet, dirty concrete less than three feet below the level of the floor. That makes the actual crawlspace about two feet high.
At least it's not a dirt floor, fish thinks as he drops into the hole and scans with his LED flashlight -- and sees thousands of eyes reflecting back at him, from thousands of spiders.
There's evidently a lot of seepage in the crawlspace, because there's an inch of drying muck on the floor. And under that muck is all of the client's network cable.
"I got out of the hole and said, 'Uh, you don't want to move any of those cables. And I'll recommend a wiring guy for you,'" fish reports.
"Then I turned around, and a few of the staff in the office eeeeked. Apparently I was doing a reprise of the guy in Raiders of the Lost Ark -- the one with all the spiders on his back."
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