We had some wicked storms today.
One of my coworkers and I appeared to be the only two people in the entire building who weren’t driving home (we don’t own cars), so we were trying to get out of the office before it rained. This was made more difficult by the fact that I forgot about approximately 18 things I had to before I left. Because of this, it started pouring rain sideways about 2 minutes before we needed to walk a block to the L stop. So we begged a ride to the train from another coworker. Naturally, by the time he came downstairs and looked out the window, it was barely drizzling, but we made him take us anyway. 🙂 It’s not like we were asking for a rides all the way home…
Although I’m sure everyone would’ve felt bad when they saw on the news that we had either a) been blown off the platform onto the 3rd rail and fried, or b) plunged to our deaths when the train was blown off the L tracks.
Those things obviously did not happen.
On the way home, the conversation went something like this:
<super weird, groan-y sound from L car when wind blows extra hard>
Coworker: What was that noise?
Me: That doesn’t sound good at all
Coworker: What if the power goes out?
Me: What if the power goes out after the Cubs fans get on and you get off and I am stranded on the tracks with wet, smelly, drunk people?
Coworker: Man I hate Cubs fans
Me: I hate riding home with stupid drunk Cubs fans after I’ve been at work all day.
There was more of that. I won’t bore you. It took me almost 2 hours to get home on the train and then the sssssslllllllooooooowwwwwww bus. The rain had let up by then, it looked like the sun might come out, and then I stepped into my darkened stairwell.
I have no power. That’s ok, it’s probably only been out a couple hours, I’m sure the power company is working on it. I call up my mom and chat with her for a little bit and get the electric company’s number because I never save my bills (and I love that they tell me when I call that I can contact them online too. WTF? You think I’m calling to chat? To tell you what a great job you’re doing? I’m calling because I’ve got no ever-loving electricity!). Then I call the power company… it’s about a quarter to 7. They say the electricity should be fixed by 7:30. I sit by the open window and read my book. At 7:45, the automated message says there’s been some unforseen issues and now they have absolutely no idea when the power will come back on. I decide to go get dinner. Come back with a frozen pizza, notice several blocks are out. Notice the GIANT tree that’s apparently the culprit (and which I apparently missed on my walk from the bus, which is weird, because it’s closed down an entire street). Drop pizza off inside for a few minutes to take pictures of tree with crappy camera phone:
I literally walked right past this to get to my apt. Totally didn't see it.
So glad this isn't my car....
So glad I don't even have a car and don't ever have to worry about this happening to it.
After investigating, I decide I should cook the frozen pizza that’s thawing in my kitchen. Now, I swear I have cooked on my gas stove before when there’s no power, but it’s possible I just dreamed that. Because the oven and stove don’t turn on with no electricity. I imagine this is because of the pilot light somehow, but I’m not really sure because I know shockingly little about how my stove works. So I shove the pizza in the dead freezer, trying not to let out what little cool-ish air is left in there. Guess I’ll take a walk… seeing as it’s quickly turning into a sauna in here.
All my lucky neighbors with stoops (never living above a business again. NEVER) are outside drinking beers and watching tree branches lying in the street. If I were less awkward, I’d ask to join them. I think you know by now that I did not. Power’s out all over, and now it’s getting dark, so back to the sweat box. I light candles and construct reflectors out of tinfoil to maximize their light. I think it worked, but maybe I’m imagining that…
I am a genius.
When the power finally came back on around 9 pm, you could hear people cheering (and, oddly, dogs howling) all up and down the street. After waiting what I felt was a safe amount of time, I ventured into the kitchen to check on the contents of my freezer
In case you can't tell, that's: veggie burgers, tater tots, ice cream sandwiches, ice cubes, and vodka
Thank goodness. The ice cream sandwiches are still frozen and the vodka is still chilled. Catastrophe averted.