August 8, 2008
Magnalight brightens my life
I’ve spent the last thirty years doing what I do. I guess that makes me an expert in some matters. Since I’ve spent a good portion of my worklife in dark places, one of those matters is lighting. Can you see what I’ve got in my hand over there to the right? Yep, it’s my trusty Magnalight, and I never leave home without it. Actually, it’s only one of my trusty Magnalights. I have three or four of them for work and home. When I find something that’s sturdy and reliable and that does exactly what I need it to do, I’m a fan. I’m a huge fan of Magnalight!
I limit my business to providing termite inspections these days, but I’ve spent most of my career working for full-service pest control companies. When I supervised treatment and repair crews, we needed more than just handheld flashlights to light our way. A treating tech needs both hands to handle equipment, as did our carpenters when they worked in crawl spaces, so we always set up stationary High Intensity Discharge lights to light their work areas and keep their environments safe. The last company I worked for had hid lights that looked that the one shown. I’m not positive it’s the same exact model (it’s been a few years) but I know we bought ours from Magnalight, because we always bought from Magnalight. High intensity discharge lights use low wattage to provide the brightest possible light and are the lighting of choice for numerous trades, not just us bug folks. They can be mounted for stationary use, but portable models can go wherever you need to use them and even be used as vehicle spotlights.
If you’re not a Magnalight fan yet it can only be because you’ve never tried one. You need to correct that oversight. There’s a Magnalight for every task you can imagine, so if you’re like me you need several different models. I don’t do this very often, but here ya go: Magnalight has the skeet seal of approval!
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August 8th, 2008 at 8:47 pm, impNERD Says:
That is pretty cool. We thought our apartment had termites, but it turned out to just be a nasty case of ants.
August 8th, 2008 at 11:34 pm, Paula Says:
When I first saw that photo I thought, you must live in Queensland, Australia. The plants in the background look exactly like my garden used to look in Brisbane. Must be the same sort of sub-tropical climate.
August 10th, 2008 at 7:04 am, Veggie Mom Says:
Wow, I’ve never heard of a female termite inspector. Good for you!
August 10th, 2008 at 5:07 pm, Tony Says:
Love the outfit. You look like one of the Ghostbusters! Where can I get a setup like that? I also agree on the Maglight. Fantastic products that I was introduced to back in my policeman years.
August 11th, 2008 at 2:25 pm, skeet Says:
A lot of folks mistake ants for termites, impNERD. Which is good for me, of course - if everyone knew the difference I’d be out of work, ya know!
August 11th, 2008 at 2:27 pm, skeet Says:
I know that some parts of Australia are very similar to Hawaii in environment, Paula, but don’t know the country well enough to know which areas that would be.
August 11th, 2008 at 2:28 pm, skeet Says:
It’s a living, VeggieMom. There weren’t very many women in the industry when I first started, but it’s become more commmon now - though we’re still greatly outnumbered, of course.
August 11th, 2008 at 2:33 pm, skeet Says:
Tony, YOU can probably get the outfit almost anywhere. Rougher for me. I had to order the coveralls shipped in from off-island. Merchants over here don’t keep less-popular items in stock because shipping costs are so high. coveralls in a size small enough for me fall into that category because - well, you know that women don’t really work & need those kinds of things, right?
Oh, and the knee and elbow pads - skating supplies!
Many of the cops nowdays carry the miniature version of high-intensity flashlight instead of the big ones like I use (and like all of them used to carry.) What I want to know is, does a bad guy go down when conked over the head with one of those wimpy little things, or just laugh?