I test the lines, and sure enough 240v. Then I test one vs ground and it's 120v. And the other is 120v. They're both hot! They're opposite phase! They're only 240v when connected together! I have learned about single phase residential wiring. Neat.
I test the lines, and sure enough 240v. Then I test one vs ground and it's 120v. And the other is 120v. They're both hot! They're opposite phase! They're only 240v when connected together! I have learned about single phase residential wiring. Neat.
Back to my grandpa. He was born in London, in 1914. Died in 2001. In the 1930s, he worked as a wireman, running electric lines to houses that still weren't hooked up to the grid. Because electricity was still kinda new. Cue me as a child wondering how their fridges worked before then.
So my grandpa, in his 20s, in London, is working with guys running 240v lines into houses built in the 1700s.
And I'm fretting over 240v, because I'm vaguely aware that with 120v you're probably not going to fuck yourself up (I've shocked myself a few times...) but with 240v enters the realm of you *can* fuck yourself up.
Meanwhile, 90 years ago in merry old England... My grandfather's coworkers were testing if lines were live by straight up touching them. One guy's thumb had a callous so thick, he had to lick his thumb first to get enough feeling of the zap.
And here I was, worried about two opposite phase 120v lines /fin