I woke up in the early hours, came on the internet, and then the internet stopped working. I got booted. Couldn't get back on. Tried all the old remedies, nothing worked. Called Verizon to tell them.
The Verizon guy started telling me to go down to the basement and look for two boxes, and to do this and that and the other thing with them, and I said slow down, I don't know what you're talking about, it's not like I'm a Verizon tech myself. I took notes. I hung up. I went down to the basement and searched for the boxes. Did not find them.
Called Verizon again to tell them I couldn't find the boxes. The Verizon guy asked me if my tv works. I tried it. It did not. Oh shit, as they say. He talked to me for a while and then I heard the tv on. He had fixed it from there. The modem lights were on. I'm all set. I hung up.
I tried to get online. No luck. The tv went off. The modem lights went off. Oh shit, as they say.
I went downstairs again and searched and searched for the two boxes. In the garage. In the front basement. In the back basement. No boxes. I'm feeling frustrated and stressed by this point. Looking all over the floors in all those rooms, behind things, under things.
I call Verizon a third time, this time determined to tell them to send someone over, because they resist that and threaten you with service charges if they have to send someone. I tell the Verizon guy that this is the third time I called. Right away he agrees to send a tech over.
Morning comes. My wife tells me that the refrigerator is not working. All our food will spoil. I have to go to work. I tell her to call an electrician.
While I'm at work, my wife leaves me frantic messages that the phone doesn't work. The phone, the tv, the internet, are all Verizon. Fridge don't work. Nothing works. She's calling from her cell phone but doesn't know how charged up it is.
I'm thinking this morning is even worse than yesterday when I had a fender bender.
She calls back to say that an electrician is in the house and he charges $49 to set foot in the door and over $300 to do any work at all. I get on the phone with the guy. I want to pick his brains for the $49. I talk to him about the circuit breaker, and the switch that simply refuses to stay to the right, and about the little red light where it says Off. He says I have a dead something or other. A dead short, a dead something, I don't remember. Okay, that's worth $49. And he convinces me that he needs to do the work for $300. He sounds like a good electrician to me. I say go ahead.
Then I get more messages from my wife, saying that the refrigerator works now but that we have a disaster electrically, wires that are fried, lots of things doubled up, begging for a fire. And the guy says the job will cost over $3,000. And a later message says the job will cost over $4,000.
Holy doody, Batman.
Then more messages. The Verizon tech came to the house very promptly and connected the two boxes to a different outlet. The tv works. The phone works. The internet works.
So a bunch of outlets went out of order all at once, the one the boxes were on, the one the fridge was on, the one the stove is on. Electric revolution at my house. The electrician said it's a good thing the house didn't burn down.



