This week, our Sunday Scribblings prompt is Company. If you decide to write a post based on this week’s prompt, be sure to go back here and share your link so everyone can see how you interpreted things! Here’s what I did with it…
Can I vent some frustration?
Good… because I’m gonna.
I was originally going to write this story that I thought had a really interesting premise. I mean… not to toot my own horn or anything. But I was looking forward to writing it today.
Sadly, that will have to wait.
Because today I bring you a vent session.
This morning at a little before 5:00 a.m. I woke to the sound of what I could have sworn was an explosion. Only it wasn’t like a fireball kind of explosion. It wasn’t the sound of an explosion like you see in the movies. It was like an explosion of electricity.
But it didn’t affect the power in my apartment. My fan was still on. I got up to look out the window, to see if I could see where the noise had come from. But I saw nothing out of the ordinary. I did, however, notice that whatever had happened shut down my internet. I knew that because the Wi-Fi router was blinking red, which I generally interpret as not good.
I mean, it looks more ominous than it really is. It just means there’s no signal. But it sure looks like it’s angry and is about to charge some sort of disintegrating laser.
I laid back down and immediately heard the noise again. I didn’t get up this time, but heard it again… and again. I probably heard the explosive noise a dozen times before the power began to blink off and on. A little after 6:00 a.m., the power went off and stayed off.
There was still no indication that anything had happened outside, at least not from my vantage point. But the fact that the power was out before sunrise meant I had no light in my apartment. Sure made going to the bathroom awkward.
I was able to check my phone and looked to see if there was any status on a power outage in my area. It showed a couple of places nearby, but nothing that should have affected my building.
This really annoyed me. Mostly because I had a lot of stuff to do and had a deadline of early this afternoon. And it was stuff that required electricity. And internet.
I’m thankful that my mother lives in town. I was able to go to her house to get done what needed to get done. I kept checking the power company’s website and eventually they said that the power outage on my street. Power was projected to be restored at 12:30 p.m. But they never get it done when they say they will. So I was assuming closer to 4:00.
What’s funny is that when I left my apartment, I noticed that the authorities had set up barricades on my block. No driving down my street. But no one was there working on anything.
Power was restored at some point around 1:30. All the website said about a cause was equipment failure. So that could mean any number of things.
But I’m here. I have electricity. I have internet again. It’s amazing how much we rely on these little things.
I guess the only connection to this week’s prompt is the electric company. Counts for something, right?
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