When we lived in Seattle, we used to get power outages all the time. I think it was because it rained all the time, the lightning and wind would blow the way too pervasive amount of trees around, and whall la, power outage. When we had outages there though, they would almost always go on for at least the night, and often more. So me and my kids would frantically try to find some sort of entertainment that didn’t require electricty, curse the power outage, give up and then just go to sleep early.
There is almost nothing more frustrating than losing your power, especially for us that depend so much on our electical devices. I’ve often said here and other places, that the end of the world won’t be weather related, or a zombie apocolypse, but a world wide permanent power outage. We would all become savages and have to survive without our electricity and we would be left with our survival instincts. Which would give me about three days (if I was lucky).
After the power outage finally ends, there was always the inevitable blinking lights on everything. The kids will almost immediately yell, “Dad, the internet isn’t working!” and the wife will call out, “Um, honey, the TV isn’t working,” and all of a sudden, I become the IT guy for the family. Not that I know any IT skills beyond, restart, unplug, reboot, but that becomes my role.
When we moved in to our new home, we finally got to get the amazing TV, and the Blu-Ray player and the Xbox all ready to go, but we needed to have cable first. So I went to the local cable company and got my equipment. I knew it would be totally easy to hook up, because they just give you a few wires and you are good to go. So I took one day after work to go visit the CABLE GUY (said in Jim Carrey voice) and got all the stuff.
I planned on 20 minutes and then magic would happen. I had it all hooked up, but then I kept getting this message that the cables might be loose. Unlikely since I tightened them with Thor-like strength. There was no way there weren’t tight enough, because I couldn’t unscrew them.
Anyways, this frustrating process happened for days, until we moved in, got an entertainment system, and then it seemed to work without any hassle. And then I would integrated something new into the mix, or switch something out, or move a wire ever so slightly and the whole reboot, replug, reconfigure thing would happen over again. Then, my bitter rage would go on overdrive. I turned into the Hulk of Electronics. Not the strong one, but the one that is always angry.
Now there is an edict that NO ONE SHALL TOUCH the electronics, wires, or walk swiftly or with any bounce around anything electonical, or a big, bitter, white HULKING HULK will lose it and go into a rage.
ME IT GUY WILL SMASH!
Anyone else experience Bitter Electronic Rage? Or is that just me?
Bitter IT GUY Ben