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The Terrible Awful No Good Very Bad Day
Nov. 10th, 2005 10:12 pmNote to the wise. When you wake up and realize that you have no power? This is really a metaphor that means 'you have no POWER' and you should just call in. The following is what happens when you don't heed that advice.
I woke up, without power. Thankfully my alarm runs on batteries. I staggered into the kitchen, and turned on the stove. Some of you out there may remember that when my power goes out I can reset it by pretending to bake something. The lights DID turn back on when I turned on the oven, but went right back out again when I turned it off. I turned it on again, and they were very very very dim. So I turned on all the burners and it got brighter. But not really bright enough. Oddly everything on a surge protector works beautifully.
Which meant I couldn't see to take a shower. Yugg. But I got dressed and went out the door....and tripped right over my own welcome mat and skinned my knee. But I presevered and got into work. Where I already had messages waiting for me. Like...the temp I hired to work in CA didn't show the day before and we're a day behind on reworking parts. But I still preservered!
I called the apartment complex twice and just got their phone service. I called on my way home and found out that they sent someone over, but they said everything worked fine, and didn't do anything about it. I got them to go back, and talked to one of the maintenance guys before I walked through the door. He said that all the lights and everything worked fine. But...funny thing, the only thing that didn't work was the heater. They just couldn't get it to turn on. But not to worry, they'd get an electrician in first thing in the morning.
I couldn't stay and wail because I had an appointment to get my oil changed, which took an hour. But in all fairness, since it was my first oil change, they only charged half price, which was nice. Then I decided that even though I was tired and cranky I'd try and go to the Nano writing thing over at the Panera bread. So I drove down to that (which is about a half hour away) and...no one to listen to me bitch. People there, of course, but busy writing and being productive, while I just sat there and bemoaned my fate and rifled through my minidiscs.
I thought some coffee might help, but their machine was broken and all they had was tea (which I like, but Republic of Tea tea tastes all chemically) or something frozen. I gave up and came home.
So now my lights are dim, and barely functioning, I have no heat and it's 29 degrees out (that's 1 degree to you Celcius nuts). But thank God that I have hot water, and Margarita flavored coolers! I love the smell of margaritas and will happily go drown myself in one now. Goodnight.
I woke up, without power. Thankfully my alarm runs on batteries. I staggered into the kitchen, and turned on the stove. Some of you out there may remember that when my power goes out I can reset it by pretending to bake something. The lights DID turn back on when I turned on the oven, but went right back out again when I turned it off. I turned it on again, and they were very very very dim. So I turned on all the burners and it got brighter. But not really bright enough. Oddly everything on a surge protector works beautifully.
Which meant I couldn't see to take a shower. Yugg. But I got dressed and went out the door....and tripped right over my own welcome mat and skinned my knee. But I presevered and got into work. Where I already had messages waiting for me. Like...the temp I hired to work in CA didn't show the day before and we're a day behind on reworking parts. But I still preservered!
I called the apartment complex twice and just got their phone service. I called on my way home and found out that they sent someone over, but they said everything worked fine, and didn't do anything about it. I got them to go back, and talked to one of the maintenance guys before I walked through the door. He said that all the lights and everything worked fine. But...funny thing, the only thing that didn't work was the heater. They just couldn't get it to turn on. But not to worry, they'd get an electrician in first thing in the morning.
I couldn't stay and wail because I had an appointment to get my oil changed, which took an hour. But in all fairness, since it was my first oil change, they only charged half price, which was nice. Then I decided that even though I was tired and cranky I'd try and go to the Nano writing thing over at the Panera bread. So I drove down to that (which is about a half hour away) and...no one to listen to me bitch. People there, of course, but busy writing and being productive, while I just sat there and bemoaned my fate and rifled through my minidiscs.
I thought some coffee might help, but their machine was broken and all they had was tea (which I like, but Republic of Tea tea tastes all chemically) or something frozen. I gave up and came home.
So now my lights are dim, and barely functioning, I have no heat and it's 29 degrees out (that's 1 degree to you Celcius nuts). But thank God that I have hot water, and Margarita flavored coolers! I love the smell of margaritas and will happily go drown myself in one now. Goodnight.
