Yesterday, a transformer blew on my block and blacked out my entire neighborhood. Carlos called me at around 1pm to tell me and then I got a call from my Dad. The electric company evacuated our building because there was a lot of smoke and now my apartment smells like sulphur. Even though the company worked through the night, I still do not have lights and since this is the 2nd day, I’m worried about my food spoliing. Even my grandmother stopped by to make sure I was alright!

Carlos just called to inform me that the electric company are sendig reps from the Claims Dept. in order to assess the damage. I’m so worried…I actually don’t have anything else to say!
That’s a first.


About Mema

I've been at this blogging thing since 2005, but I don't consider myself a veteran AT ALL. My posts are mostly well-meaning, fun anecdotes with the occasional random thought and a dash of humor for good measure. So sit back, relax, and stay awhile. And if you decide to browse elsewhere, just're missing out on an opportunity to meet (arguably) THE GREATEST PERSON THAT EVER LIVED. Overstated? Well, why not stick around to find out? Your call, tough guy. Or, gal. Or, martian.
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