I was standing on my pool table one day long ago installing a new ceiling fan and light. I didn't need to turn the breaker off because the fan and light were on a switch. So I just turned the wall switch off and started to dismantle the old fan and light. I got the old unit out and was mounting the new one up when my 13 y/o son came into the room. As I was wiring up the new fan he decides he'd "help" because it was too dark in the room.... You KNOW what he did.... must run in the family!!!!
A situation where you want to say "o.k. boy, it's your turn ,get up on the table and grab them wires..."
Had the daughter watching the outdoor security light while I shut off breakers one at a time because the labeled box was not labeled correctly in a prefab.
(Not that many I have seen are labeled correctly.)
After going through all the breakers one at a time she had never indicated the light went off...so let's repeat the failure.
She did ask in jest if a wire ran from the neighbors...
Which reminded me the neighbor is an electrician. Hmmmm.
So he gets recruited a few days later and I go through my well rehearsed breaker off, back on ,next breaker.....
Same results , so I said "just touch the wires together and see what trips."
Smoke..sizzle...wiggly neighbor on ladder.
So back down into the basement on crutches yet again, no breaker had tripped and I killed the main. "Hey! the light went out!" comes from outside.
So now I switch off all breakers and slowly , (damn I'm gettin good at this breaker stuff) start turning them back on when after several are passing that mysterious un-see able energy through them the neighbor hollers,"it's back on."
After nearly wearing out my breakers and patience it turned out the light is wired to two breakers.
"Why?" I ask my electrician neighbor.
Because that's how some one wired it he replied.
"Well can we wire it to just one breaker?" I asked.
Well we could , or just leave it like it is he said.
At least I didn't know what I was doin I guess, but kinda hoped I'd learn somethin out of the deal.
At a shop I worked at "Sparky", an electrician, (of sorts) was working on his wrist watch on a work bench.
Now I would not bother just any one, but he was deserving and jumped like a pro when I snuck up and made a loud BZZZZZZ!