AirOrchestra
AirOrchestra · a Torspan product · torspan.com For commercial mechanical and HVAC installation crews.
The paperwork's done before you're off the ladder.
End-of-shift records for commercial mechanical and HVAC installation crews. Your crew writes or talks the way it already does. The day comes back as the pre-task plan, the daily report, the photos on the right job, and the answer off the print — every line carrying who said it, or the sheet it came from.
Where your records are. Kept on Torspan's own service: one encrypted instance that holds your company and nobody else's, in the United States. Your company's record is yours alone: no query of ours spans two companies. Nothing to install and nothing to buy. Everything you put in is yours to take out.
What it costs. One flat monthly price for each active jobsite, however many hands are on it. Write and you have the price for your company in writing by the end of the next business day.
When something breaks. A person at Torspan answers in writing, Monday through Friday, Pacific time — read the business day it arrives, answered by the end of the next business day. If a fault of ours keeps you from working for more than twenty-four hours in a calendar month, that month is free.
It's four o'clock on Friday. What's left?
This is the only question worth asking about a product like this one, so it goes first, in the nouns you'd use to answer it.
Nothing you can hold. Every photograph sits under the job it was shot on, with the man's name, the date and his own words on it. Five mornings of pre-task plans are acknowledged, each tap with a time on it. The tie-in question Ray asked on Tuesday has an answer under it and the sheet that answer came off. Each day is written up whole.
Nobody opened a form to make any of that, because there isn't one. Nobody stayed late keying it, and nobody spent Saturday morning going back through a group text to work out what happened on Wednesday.
The last row is the one that makes the others worth anything. It publishes the sheets it has not been through, by number, on your job.
The daily report
The day is written up once, from what the crew said, and rewritten whole every time it learns more. What the office opens on Friday is one account of each day, not three notes to reconcile.
Photos on the right job
Shoot it, send it. It files under the job, dated, with the man who took it and his own caption. Nobody tags anything. When his words and the schedule disagree about the building, it files the photo nowhere, names both, and asks.
Safety paperwork
The foreman talks at the gang box for twelve seconds. The pre-task plan comes out of that, with the crew on it. The men read the poster and tap once, and that tap is on the record with a time on it.
Answers off the prints
Ask from a lift, one thumb, glove on. The answer comes back with the sheet, the revision and the date under it. If it hasn't read that sheet, it says so and names the sheet instead of answering.
Open the record yourself.
One day, on one job, in the two shapes it takes: what a man's sentence made of it, and what he corrected. Every field names the source it came from, and the source opens. No login, no call, nothing to fill in.
This page loaded once and then stopped talking to us. Opening any state above sends nothing anywhere, stores nothing, and counts nothing. Open your network tab and check — that is the whole product in one small demonstration.
Nobody has to be talked into it.
Which means nobody has to be the one doing the talking into — and that is usually the foreman, on his own time, about somebody else's software.
No punctuation, one hand, glove on, standing at the truck. Written in whatever language he thinks in, and kept in it.
Nobody described this day.
It's blank because it's blank. Not because it's loading, and not because somebody forgot to look.
Invented crew and job.
Field software fails in one specific place, and it is not where the vendor thinks. It fails at the moment it asks the crew to do new work so the office gets a better report. Under a deadline a man goes back to the fastest thing he knows — a text to the foreman, or a note on the dash — and the record fills with holes.
So there is nothing to learn here. If a man can text his foreman, he is done. And on the day he doesn't say anything, nothing is invented on his behalf and nobody gets a report about him — which is the reason he keeps saying things.
One price per jobsite. Put a man on Monday, same price.
A flat monthly price for each jobsite you have running. Run more sites at once and each one costs less than the first, under a ceiling. A job that runs part of a month is billed for the part it ran.
One price per active jobsite, however many hands are on it. Charge by the head and the controller cuts seats — and the men he cuts are the ones with no login, which is exactly where the holes land when somebody argues about a day in November. The flat price is not a courtesy. It is the only way the record comes out whole, which is what the rest of this page is about.
If the price ever changes, you hear it ninety days ahead, in an email with the new number written in it.
Cancel in one sentence to an email address.
Put it on one jobsite.
Write to admin@torspan.com and say which trade you're in and how many jobsites you usually have going at once. You get a person, not a form, and the price for your company comes back in writing.
If you'd rather start with what it refuses to do, that page is here.
If you want to know how it knows anything, start with what it tells you it hasn't read.
If you're wondering who is behind it, Torspan LLC, the filing and the standard torspan.com.