Nicknames, Numbskulls, and Knockers
by Vic Sumner
Reprinted from "Crown Jewels of the Wire", January 1986, page 22
In the lexicon of today's telephone world there are hundreds if not thousands
of acronyms, colloquialisms and abbreviations. Confusing as they might be, they
are a necessary and natural outgrowth of the times and of the uniqueness in the
business. And so it has been from the beginning.
The first telephone instrument crafted by Alexander Graham Bell and his
assistant, Thomas Watson, in 1875, was equipped with a piece of animal skin as a
diaphragm which these two remarkable men called "gold beaters skin."
Just why they chose this odd term can only be guessed at, but this event did
mark the beginning of the trend in word games.
Take the title, "splicer". In the earliest days they were known as
"plumbers" because that is precisely what they were. They were the
only craftsmen who could manipulate the hot lead used in sealing splices. Soon
after we began training our own splicers they picked up the nickname of
"knockers." This was a result of the wooden paddles used in forming
the ends of the lead splice. Their knocking could be heard for blocks.
"Cutting in" cable terminals was one of their responsibilities. As
these early terminals were made of wood they frequently became the adopted home
for swarms of honey bees. Thus the moniker "B" box was born and sorry
indeed was the hapless splicer who opened the door only to find a swarm falling
into his lap. When it came to pulling out the stingers he really found out who
his friends were.
In the days of animal drawn vehicles the drivers were called
"skinners." The term carried over when we went to motorized
conveyances. Another less frequent term bestowed on our drivers was
"horny." This came about because they were most prone to use a lot of
horn and little brains in their driving. I doubt this term would be widely
accepted today.
Repairmen were called "big hunters" as the telephones were often a
a hangout for roaches and other sundry creep-crawlys. "Spider diver"
was another much used term to describe installers and repairmen due to their
affinity for crawling on their bellies under houses.
Central office people whose job it was to string wire jumpers on the
mainframe were classified as "frame monkeys" and in more recent times
we heard the words "frame dame" to describe female "frame
monkeys."
And let's not forget those dear, dear ladies who bore the well deserved title
of "Voice With A Smile." In the beginning, they were called Ralph,
George, Herbert, etc, as well as any derogatory name the unhappy customers
dared. Yes, they were boys and bore a well deserved reputation for outrageous
conduct. This difficult situation was soon resolved by the simple expedient of
hiring girls. Most called them "Hello girl" at first and
"Central" became the accepted title for many years. During the waning
years of the art, the operators themselves coined the phrases "plug
shooter" and "plug pusher."
Much to the chagrin of some readers, I must report the craft known as lineman
was born not with the advent of the telephone but with the coming of the
telegraph in 1844. Telephone linemen however were the great innovators and
coined many of the peculiar terms known to the trade.
Beginning at the bottom, so to speak, the tools used to dig the pole and
anchor holes were collectively called "idiot sticks." Singly they were
"spoons," "sharpshooter" and "digging bar." Be
there a lineman that hasn't regretted picking up that steel bar on a hot day
only to burn blisters on his hands. You soon learned to place it in the shade if
there was any.
"Grunt" was the moniker for the unlucky who assisted the lineman.
His life was less than easy and he soon learned to answer to nearly any name.
"Squeek," "groundman," and "numbskull" were some
titles he inherited. This latter, "numbskull," came about as his head
was very often used as an unwilling cushion for anything the linemen above
happened to drop. This most often occurred due to an inherent clumsiness on the
part of his airborne colleagues. The "grunt's" job required he spend a
considerable time at the foot of the poles loading material for the linemen into
an aptly named "grunt bucket." This, of course, exposed his noggin to
assaults from the aforementioned clumseys.
The day finally came when his boss, known as "pusher",
"skipper," and in the southwest as "head honcho", ordered
his "grunt" to grab his irons and got hit the "sticks." You
and I would be at a total loss to comprehend this command. However every
"numbskull" understood and dreamed of the day when they could don a
pair of climbers and join the linemen "up where the sky begins."
His climbers were the symbol of every lineman's pride and were known as
"hooks," "gaffs," "irons," and "spurs."
There was even an odd backward style laughingly called "barrel hooks"
as the uninitiated invariably put them on with the points out.
The linemen that proudly wore the "irons" were known as "pole
jockeys," "stick stabbers" and sometimes "hookers,"
another title no longer acceptable to many. "Pole burner" was yet
another descriptive title, but one not relished by many. This name was earned by
the unfortunate ones who "cut out" and slid down the pole, adorning
arms, legs and other appendages with numerous splinters and friction burns. But
the granddaddy of all linemen handles was the name, "Boomer." To be
called "Boomer" was an acknowledgement that you were one of the big
men of the business. It was most often applied to those linemen who led a rather
nomadic life, seldom working for one company or boss more than a few months.
They referred to steady employees as the "home guard" and had little
use for them.
"Clum sum" is my all time favorite title. It came about because of
one of those inexplicable habits of prideful men.
EXAMPLE: An unemployed "Boomer" decides to get "back in the
harness." He approaches the first crew foreman he finds with little else
but a `howdee.' The boss, knowing these are men of few words, simply asks,
"Lineman?" "Clum sum,” was the reply. And thus they were to be
known.
MA
Meet Vic Sumner and his lovely wife, Lynn, seen recently at the
Western
Regional Show in Bakersfield.
Both Vic and Lynn are retired from "Ma
Bell."
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