I
recently spent about two hours repairing a pole lamp made in China. I have repaired many things made in China and
every time I have spent much more time and materials than the value of the original
item. Somewhere I have a rant about some
poor Chinese factory worker making $2 a day dreaming of me (who used to make more
than $20 an hour) spending an afternoon repairing the results of his labor of
two minutes.
In this
case the threaded thumb screw on the adjustable arm holding the reading lamp
had stripped (due to the crappy pot metal the whole thing was made of) and was
flopping around. I’d never adjusted the
damn thing in my life so I decided to epoxy it at the correct angle and be done
with it. Well, the lamp was plugged into
a socket under my two ton sofa and I’m and old fart with bad shoulders (old
people shouldn’t fall down) so I rigged up some supports and glued the joint
with the lamp on its side on the floor.
That worked but when I stood it up and tried to tighten the base, the
Chinese concrete down there instantly turned into loose sand. AHA, time to unplug the damn thing and take
it out to my shop.
The rest
of the repairs in the shop were uneventful due to the fact that I had all the replacement
parts needed from several crappy Chinese lamps that have self destructed in the
past. Plugging the lamp back in was
almost as difficult as the repair job itself.
We finally got it done but now we’re both sneezing a lot due to the ten
year old dust bunnies we disturbed under the sofa. It does weight a lot.
The image
of Chinese workers, underpaid (or not paid at all if they’re slave labor)
slapping cheap products together in minutes being repaired by wealthy Americans
is an interesting one.
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