My uncle taught me to believe in human reasoning at a nice and strange age. He worked as a master of the brigade of electricians-liners, who repair broken wires on high-voltage lines. High voltage is when, for example, the break falling between wires from a short switch simply evaporates. It is necessary to say that a person under such a current should not fall, in a closed tomb will be buried. 

And according to him, the main problem was not spare parts, not theft of copper, not long races, not the weather, not the habit of danger and ignoring TB. Not even drunk. 

The idiots.
Here is trouble.

They are allowed to arrive in the Sahara, which sits for two hours without light. At the substation, the large rubber is turned off, so that the line they will repair is sure to be without electricity, and they do not burn like the break when they climb to the wires. Of course, the machine worked and disrupted everything, but you need to reassure yourself.
They go properly along the columns of five kilometers, find a tree that fell on the wires and already climbing up to cut and cluster, in case they decide to measure whether there is no electricity in the wires.

There is electricity.

They carefully, without walking on two legs at once, leave the pillar and return to the substation.
5 km of fields.

You should probably say that for a professional electrician-liner means "Switch off the rubber on the substation".
This is:
- to warn that they turn off the supply and go to the line of service;
- on the enclosed and protected territory to turn off the rubber;
Add a sign “Do not include! Repair work is underway!with the skull and bones;
warn the security guard not to let anyone alone.

did not help.
"The master arrived, he was very upset that there is no electricity, on the farm doilki do not work, on the combinate, the sink without refrigerators kicks. I turned on the rubber, the electricity did not appear, even more grieved, left. Why not stop? failed to. Why not turn it off again? The Master too.”

The brigade exhaled, repeated their mantras, turned off the rubber back, hanged the lock on it, and went back to the breach.
Especially for such severe cases there are rubbers with openings, like on the garage door, so that you can be sure to be calm. They have a lock and a key with them.

5 km of fields.
On the Pillar.
Examination to reassure conscience.
There is electricity!! to

They flew back in anger, like wings.
"The engineer came, very upset that someone turned off the line, because the combination disappears, he himself the head of the district called. He ordered us to cut the castle, and we cut it down. I turned on the rubber, the electricity did not appear, even more grieved, went somewhere further to check. Why not turn off? I did not think.”

The evil brigade, who understands that he will not be home for dinner today, turns off the rubber. He takes it with him.
To be faithful, they leave Petrovich, who vows to lie on his bones, but will not miss anyone.

5 km of fields over which the sun is already sinking.
On a familiar column.
The inspection is nervous.
It is there!!! to

I was sent back condemned. At the entrance to the substation, the forest with the security guard was unwavering Petrovich, who immediately got everything.
Instead of the rubber, a healthy steel bar was inserted into the waist.
"And what," said the local electrician caught later: "I am called from the farm - save, there is no electricity. I am here through the back, there is a passage in the fence, and here someone has a rubber of spheres and a poster covered. I saved, there is also the herd, I now owe a bubble on the farm!"

The returning master and the engineer, meanwhile, were chasing the teas in the office and discussing loudly the lodiers-reparators and fools-politicians.

P.S Yes, the bull fell, and the brigade remained without a prize.