About a week and a half ago I woke from a dream with the words of some disembodied voice echoing in my ears. The voice said, "Stock up on batteries, there's going to be a blackout." As I live in a small apartment with no generator or battery operated devices, I wasn't sure how batteries were going to do me that much good. It wasn't like I wanted to dismiss the dream voice, but I must admit it seemed a bit comical and melodramatic.
Then, two nights ago, we lost power in our apartment. It was the first blisteringly hot day of the summer so I had put our airconditioner in earlier that day. Somewhere around midnight we must have tripped the circuit-breaker and lost power.
Here's the problem. We live above a restaurant--which, on most days is pretty awesome since I'm very much a night person (and occasional insomniac) and there are no downstairs neighbors to complain about how loud we are at 3am or 5am or whatever. However, when the circuit-breaker is in the restaurant's basement and they don't open till noon the next day, what would have been a simple flip of the switch in any other apartment amounted to a blackout in ours.
One Dark Night later, I learned the value of a flashlight and may have to "stock up on batteries" afterall.
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