Fuse box from hell
Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2005 2:27 pm
Okay, just when bad goes to worse.
I live in a very nice apt that I've had few-to-little concerns about until this moment. It is on the historic register, in a "developing" neighborhood, is cheap and brought me closer to the Red.
But well HELL! Last night it was as though little electric demons were going through my apt rampaging every single little friggin' fuse!
First the front rooms go out. Fine, I'm a big girl, eventhough my landlord/roommate is gone for a month I can handle this. So I go to the basement, none of the fuses are blown. Fine. Try to reset them anyway. I mean this is an old building. Could be they just didn't flip.
Go up stairs. Nothing.
Okay, leave a note to see if anyone in the building can help a girl out.
Get a knock on the door. Really nice person upstairs sees my distress and decides to help out.
Turns out, there is a fuse box in the spare bedroom. SCORE. Electricity, here I come. Oh but NO. There are no spare fuses. It is 11pm at night.
That's okay. She has some upstairs. Try those. Oh now the back rooms won't work.
Sheeeetttt!!!
That's okay, I can go and get good fuses this morning. Until then I rig a line from the bathroom (which is the only room left with electrons running) to light a single lamp in my bedroom.
Oh, and guess what goes out this morning.
Does this suck or what?!
Anyone looking for a roomie for the next 2 weeks?
I'm about ready to torch the place.
Maybe I'll feel better after the hardware store.
I live in a very nice apt that I've had few-to-little concerns about until this moment. It is on the historic register, in a "developing" neighborhood, is cheap and brought me closer to the Red.
But well HELL! Last night it was as though little electric demons were going through my apt rampaging every single little friggin' fuse!
First the front rooms go out. Fine, I'm a big girl, eventhough my landlord/roommate is gone for a month I can handle this. So I go to the basement, none of the fuses are blown. Fine. Try to reset them anyway. I mean this is an old building. Could be they just didn't flip.
Go up stairs. Nothing.
Okay, leave a note to see if anyone in the building can help a girl out.
Get a knock on the door. Really nice person upstairs sees my distress and decides to help out.
Turns out, there is a fuse box in the spare bedroom. SCORE. Electricity, here I come. Oh but NO. There are no spare fuses. It is 11pm at night.
That's okay. She has some upstairs. Try those. Oh now the back rooms won't work.
Sheeeetttt!!!
That's okay, I can go and get good fuses this morning. Until then I rig a line from the bathroom (which is the only room left with electrons running) to light a single lamp in my bedroom.
Oh, and guess what goes out this morning.
Does this suck or what?!
Anyone looking for a roomie for the next 2 weeks?
I'm about ready to torch the place.
Maybe I'll feel better after the hardware store.