Today I was forced to have a humiliating conversation with the power company.
This morning I was lying on our bed doing my routine foot stretches when the power suddenly turned off. I fully expected it to snap back on within a few seconds, but it didn't. Then I got thinking and I couldn't recall ever paying an electric bill to the great Silver State. With that unsettling thought in mind I quickly called Nevada Power. I began our conversation like this "Hi, I am just trying to determine if there is a power outage in my area, or if my power has been shut off because I've never paid a bill." Sure enough they disconnected us because of our "failure to pay." However, during the call I did uncover the fact that they were mailing our bills to the wrong address.
Just to rub in the fact that I couldn't turn on a light all day, I couldn't dry my hair, I didn't have air conditioning, I could barely see my eyes while putting on mascara, and I couldn't heat up last night's leftovers. When I went outside (on my way to buy ice for our fridge and freezer in order to keep our food from spoiling) there was a giant orange sticker on our power box indicating that we'd been disconnected. I couldn't help but feel that it was there just to inform passers-by of our irresponsibility. It was practically screaming "hey your neighbors in such and such apartment, they don't pay their bills!"
Lesson learned: never forget the power company--electricity is an essential component of most day-to-day activities.
Honestly though, Dave and I thought it was hilarious and laughed ourselves sick. Sometimes I don't feel like I should be leading the adultish life that I am. I just can't picture other adults that I know forgetting to pay their power bill. For example, I don't imagine that my parents would laugh if they forgot to pay their power bill and went without electricity for a day.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
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