This represents the phone/DSL box of the 10 units in my building. Each cable has a business card of a different technician attached to it; implying that if you’re making a change, you’re supposed to CALL ME FIRST. So, if you want to make any electrical change, you have to get, like, a half-dozen people on *71 speakerphone while you do surgery on this beast. This beast, in the underbelly of my house, oozes a curiously beautiful Kowloon-esque aesthetic. Normally I’d just try to tackle this a little myself, but there’s like a 50% chance I’d cut someone’s connection while doing so.

Technician is supposed to arrive tomorrow morning.