Last week I texted my friend Dals to see what she was doing for the evening. "Chillin' at home, smokin' hookah. My power went out," she responded. I texted back, "Ahaha you loser," and then I thought about just how much it sucked being her.
On Monday afternoon, I arrived to LA from Las Vegas and was greeted by a sweltering apartment. I don't have A/C. Usually it's not cold inside my place, but fans are always on so it's somewhat pleasant. I saw that the fans were off, but thought that my roomate must have turned them off before she went to go visit her parents. No biggie.
Then I opened my refrigerator to grab some water and I noticed that my refrigerator light was off. Then I looked at my microwave, and saw that the time wasn't showing. I called the roomie to tell her that the power was out. "You paid the bill, right?" Of course I did!
I called LA DWP and they let me know that my account was up to date, but told me my block was having a power outage. When I asked when the electricity would be back on, the represenative said, "Ma'am, there are people that have been without any electricity since Thursday. They are priority and I can't tell you when your power will be back."
I wish I could tell you that not having any electricity isn't a big deal, but it fucking sucks, especially when peeps across the street have it and you don't. I couldn't do ANYTHING. I coudn't turn on the fans to cool myself down from the heat. I couldn't go on the internet to catch up on my blogs, or watch TV to kill the time. And it can get so dark at night! Finally, I did what any adult would do. I called my mom and asked her to pick me up.
My power didn't go back on until yesterday afternoon, and dude, was I stoked on life. Things are back to normal and I'm trying to do what I can to conserve. Having no electricity is awful. Outages that are only a couple of hours aren't too bad, but ones that last for days are the hugest inconvenience. So do what you can to flex your power and let's help Los Angeles out.
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Too bad we don't all have the clout that Steve Lopez of the L A Times does. In his column today, he tells of how furious he was to have a blackout, he called and got back almost immediate calls from the head of DWP, David Nihay, and Eric Garcetti, Council President, who had taken the time to find out exactly what Lopez's problem was. But not satisfied with this, Lopez griped that Garcetti had power and hadn't invited him to switch houses, although he did invite Lopez to go and hang out at his place.
Seems if you just diss enough politicians long enough and threaten to ridicule them in the Times if they don't do what us average slobs have to sit on the phone for hours waiting for a testy customer "service" person to finally tell us, you'll be treated like royalty. Or a feared dictator.
Which seems what Steve is becoming these days. Chill now that your power is back on, bro.
Welcome to my world last Friday and Monday! Ugh... I went to a friend's house Monday night cause I couldn't even breathe without the fan. And last night I went grocery shopping to replace half the stuff in my fridge. :(
you mean help YOU out. omg laist let's get rid of this whiny, spoiled bitch. i'll take a tony pierce post over one written by her ANY DAY (which is saying A LOT).