You installed my TV
I think we have met. You installed my TV!
Three blokes, very professional, matching company polo shirts. Marched in with the TV and broad smiles. Penciled out the marks on the wall where the bracket would go. Giant power drill to blast into the concrete.
“Hold on a moment,” I said. This penciled in hole is directly above the power point. “You’re going to hit the cable feeding that power point.”
“No problem,” the foreman replied. “Circuit breaker.”
Sure, that’ll save your life, but I’ll have a dead power point and fixing a busted cable inside a solid concrete wall will not be easy. I convinced him to wait long enough for me to find the builder (he was at another unit downstairs) and confirm that the power was not fed from above the fitting.
A job well done.