This story was inspired by a series of events involving bad<\/i> capacitors over a period of many years, culminating in my fixing a<\/i> monitor that had several capacitors go bad as described in this<\/i> story.<\/i> <\/p>\n
It was first posted on Facebook.<\/i> <\/p>\n
I sat in my office looking out the dirty, cracked window at the dirty, cracked street and the dirty, cracked wall on the other side. The sky had a dirty, cracked appearance. A fine drizzle came down. It was enough to wet the dirty, cracked street but not clean it. <\/p>\n
I turned to my dirty, cracked desk. I took a drink of java from my dirty, cracked cup. I opened my appointment book. It was full. Full of nothing. So was my pocket. A typical day for Private Investigator Blunt. That’s me. <\/p>\n
I heard a knock. I said, “If you’re a bill collector, come back next week. If you’ve got business, the door’s open.” <\/p>\n
The dirty, cracked office door opened. A long, shapely limb came in. The limb was attached to a long, shapely woman. She had Trouble written on her. It was right there on the name badge she was wearing. But I already knew she was Trouble. She lived in the same apartment building I lived in and the name on the mailbox said J. Trouble. <\/p>\n
She walked in. An expression of shock appeared on her face as she looked around at my office. Finally she looked at me and said, “If you’re not busy ….” <\/p>\n
“Let me check my appointment book,” I said. I gazed at the large empty white space. I scratched my head. “I believe I can fit you in. What seems to be the trouble, Miss Trouble?” <\/p>\n
“I don’t know — I just know … I’m in trouble. Terrible trouble. You need to come to my place and take a look at something. I need help desperately.” <\/p>\n
This woman was Trouble and she had brought trouble with her. I knew that I would find trouble wherever she took me. But I’m a sucker for a long, shapely limb, especially when it’s attached to a long, shapely woman with long black hair and a voice that could distill joy from the heart of a 3-day-old corpse. So like a fool I went. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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