The faceplate dangled by it’s cords, and I had NO IDEA how to fix it. I wasn’t even supposed to be in the area, it was restricted access and I was the one whom it was restricting. My heart started racing with all of the possibilities and consequences.
“How could you have done this to us, Jack?” The Captain glowered at me as I skulked away…*
*”I can’t get anything to work properly! What did you do this time, Jack?” the Captain aimed the accusation from across the ship.*
*”NOW WHAT!?!” the Captain growled from his chair.*
The Captain walked past, reached across my shoulder, and popped the plate back onto the electrical box. He looked calmly at me, grunted, and moved on.
I guess that’s how it gets fixed.