The weather on Thursday seemed just as crazy as it has been on several occasions this summer. What I didn't realize was just how severe it really was. I watched as water blanketed the city outside my window and the wind whipped the rain against the neighbouring buildings. The power flickered on and off as I was preparing dinner, but it never reset any of my electronic devices. The footage that was shown on the news later on was unbelievable. Roofs and second storeys torn off, trees uprooted, cars tossed about, horses flying through the air...it reminded me more of the Midwestern US than it did of the GTA.
Today, the weather was great, which was fortunate for those affected the most. It didn't rain a drop. When my power went off this evening, I thought, "Crap, what now??" What unnerved me even more was that as my condo went black, I could hear the very distinct sound of a power drill. My next thought was, "If someone has just severed my electricity with a drill, I'm going to be extremely pissed." My fears were compounded when I saw that the lights in the hallway were still on and there were sounds coming from the elevators, indicating they were still operational. I was ready to call the property manager when an announcement was made over the security PA, saying that the power was out (really?) and to standby for further announcements. Fair enough. I sat around for a while, listening to my iPod and talking to a friend on my cell phone, when another announcement was made, saying that someone from the electric company was coming and the problem would be fixed shortly. Yeah right. I broke out the matches and hoped that I didn't need to use the bathroom for a while.
It was 3 hours later when I was jostled from my nap by the sound of my refrigerator starting up. I breathed a sigh of relief. Looks like I'll be able to take a shower tonight after all.
"I woke up with the power out, nothing something to shout about"
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