the joys of electricity

[tielan]

Last night I got home to discover the parental house's powerpoints weren't working. The lights were fine, but the powerpoints weren't playing ball. I checked the fusebox and...discovered a lot of switches. Flippy things. Without instructions. And definitely not intuitive. Call me an electrical dinosaur, but I like the old ceramic fuses with their wires. So much simpler to deal with!

Anyway, I tried to flip the 'Power' switch back on...and it promptly flipped off again. Couldn't work out how to reset it, so I left it.

Result? All plug-in-electricals have been off in the house for the last fifteen hours, including the fridge/freezer, the TV, and the modem.

I just hope they don't find themselves having to eat all the meat in the freezer in the next 2 days!

I've discovered that I don't sleep well at the parental house when the parentals aren't home. Too busy fretting about the cats I'm minding and what they might do while I'm sleeping...like pee in my clothing. Thank heavens it's only for a few days and the parentals are back this morning.

Still, the result is that I'm pretty much exhausted after the weekend and am looking forward to going back and sleeping in my own bed with my kitty.

This is the point at which I could probably use a Nikola Tesla icon, right?

Comments

[green_apple]

My grandmother flat-out refused to get her fusebox changed when the electricity company guys came over to update the system. She said she knew her way around that box and no whippersnapper was gonna come and leave her to flounder in the world of new technology, she already had a microwave oven to complicate her life, thank you very much.

Not that I'm calling you an electrical dinosaur, mind, just saying that kickass women prefer the ceramic fuses over the 'simplified for dummies' version of the flippy thingies. I live in an apartment so I only have one switch to contend with, which means that I would know nothing about nothing in these matters. I miss the understandable wires too.

[tielan]

But it's true. I am an electrical dinosaur! Mostly because at least I can see what the heck is wrong from the get-go instead of having to trust the funky automated wiring thing that's behind the oh-so-pretty switch.