A friend once quipped, "I've seen the people who do that work. I figure I can do it too."
My first reaction was, what an elitist thing to say. However, the more I thought about it, the more I was reminded that some people are a whole lot more intelligent than the rest of us.
One of my contracts was to replace a broadcast facility's ancient Sony UMatic-based automation system they had with DVD-Rs and a robot arm to load/unload them. This was supposed to be a quick, easy job. There was an unused storage room behind the control room, so my plan was to just cut a hole in the wall, slide the racks in flush-mount, and call it a day. Did I mention this was a
government contract? No dice. No cutting holes in walls. No other trades, including their own staffers could be used. Um. Okay. So, a 2 week project turned into a multi-month project as now the entire room had to be reconfigured to fit the new equipment, while keeping everything working throughout. I reused just about everything, even the racks despite the room being completely turned around now. Ironically they did let me demo and redo the ceiling grid and lighting.
The final product turned out very nice. Completely different layout than before. Everything was designed and positioned for the operator's comfort. I was able to fit in a lot of nice extras by using now-redundant gear. Behind the panels I was anal about everything. Color-coded wires, all properly dressed and organised, every cable labelled every 2 feet, built in lighting, etc. I even reconfigured the HVAC to blow straight into the racks, using the exhaust of the racks to cool the room. The old room had loud exhaust fans everywhere. The noise level of the new setup was around 40dB IIRC.
So, the original contractor who did the room decades ago stopped by to take a sniff, feeling slighted that they didn't get the job. The guy proceeds to trash talk everything. There wasn't one thing he liked. He couldn't understand why anyone would do things this way.
We went out to lunch with the facility's staff. During lunch he had a eureka moment. He finally understood what I had done and why. He then asks, "Who was the contractor?" The facility's director sheepishly points to me. He actually apologised and wanted to pay for my lunch. I said it wasn't necessary.