Tell me a spooky scary story. Something that happened to you, or someone you know, or local folklore, or something your uncle told you by the campfire. Paranormal experiences welcome. I want to look like pic attached.
(just nothing involving SA pls and thanks)
That IS unsettling. Did you ever try to put it back to see if it was still broken the old way?
Unsure what could be haunted in this scenario, but I imagine Taco Bell is enough to exorcize most spirits. Also, you’re a very compelling writer.
I eventually did take the wall plate off to see how I wired it. It was like the second diagram, where I had crossed the wires behind the drywall so that input 1 was on the left in the recording room and output 1 was on the left in the mixing room. I can chalk up remembering I did it the other way to faulty memory. But that doesn’t change that input 2 always went to output 2 no matter which way I wired it. I’m sure there some logical explanation. But I was pretty thorough in my troubleshooting before I “remembered” how I wired the wall plate.
And thanks for the compliment!