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I thought this was funny after the fact and thought I'd share.
So. I was doing parameter tests on both on my SW tanks. They sit side by side, and I had the cabinet doors of both open. The bar sits directly in front of the 125, and I had my test vial sitting on the bar. Well, I picked up the test vial and turned away from the tanks when I immediately heard a loud POP! Being the unshakable, nerves of steel, reef warrior that I am... I FREAKED!!!
I instantly dropped to my less than young knees and began checking every component and sniffing every electronic item and power strip for the tell-tale burnt smell. After at least ten minutes of sniffing around, I slowly returned to my feet and performed a few older guy stretches to get the kinks out. Not a terribly impressive sight.
As I stood there scratching my head, my wife asked "Were those things already stuck together?" pointing at my magnetic scraper that just happened to be sitting on the bar. As soon as I figured out what she was talking about, realization dawned. I've heard that sound a hundred times. The sound of the two sides of the scraper coming together violently. POP! Apparently, when I picked up the vial, I nudged one of the two sides enough to bring them together.
I'm glad to report that the ticker seems to be working as advertised. Not as sure about the knees and back. Time will tell.
So. I was doing parameter tests on both on my SW tanks. They sit side by side, and I had the cabinet doors of both open. The bar sits directly in front of the 125, and I had my test vial sitting on the bar. Well, I picked up the test vial and turned away from the tanks when I immediately heard a loud POP! Being the unshakable, nerves of steel, reef warrior that I am... I FREAKED!!!
I instantly dropped to my less than young knees and began checking every component and sniffing every electronic item and power strip for the tell-tale burnt smell. After at least ten minutes of sniffing around, I slowly returned to my feet and performed a few older guy stretches to get the kinks out. Not a terribly impressive sight.
As I stood there scratching my head, my wife asked "Were those things already stuck together?" pointing at my magnetic scraper that just happened to be sitting on the bar. As soon as I figured out what she was talking about, realization dawned. I've heard that sound a hundred times. The sound of the two sides of the scraper coming together violently. POP! Apparently, when I picked up the vial, I nudged one of the two sides enough to bring them together.
I'm glad to report that the ticker seems to be working as advertised. Not as sure about the knees and back. Time will tell.

