I always cringe when the front doorbell rings. Nobody we know comes through the front door, so, as I rounded the corner to the foyer I had already decided the person standing on my porch was unwelcome. I opened the door and a perfectly benign fellow looked up from his clipboard, introduced himself as an employee of our electric company, and without pausing to take a breath, told me they’d just need to cut our power for about twenty seconds to get a few numbers off the back of our meter. “No,” I sighed, shaking my head. “Please don’t.” He smiled. “We’ll be quick, maybe only fifteen seconds. It will be right back on, I promise.” When I tried to explain It was the aftermath I was worried about, he chuckled. “I’m sure it will be fine. We’ll be out of your hair in no time,” he said, turning to jog down the steps. Yeah…well, it was anything but fine. Continue reading “The Curse of Bragging About Good Fortune”
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