Remember when my appliances were against me? Well, the air conditioner is broken again:
It’s making me ridiculously hot and pissy. But that’s actually not what this post is about. It’s more about the wonky electricity:
So, last Friday was Friday the 13th. DUN DUN DA DUNNNNNN. What happened? Well, Boyfriend and I were hanging out in the living room.
|Typical date night.|
And roommate was cooking in the kitchen.
When all of a sudden:
Luckily, we had enough electronics in order to light the apartment enough to check the circuit breaker. It was fine. I called the landlord, who said we could try to get someone to come by that night, or she’d come over the next day (for your information, landlord is NOT an electrician and would be totally useless in the apartment).
And that’s how we got an electrician to come over and fix our circuit breaker at 9pm on a Friday night.
But seriously. Is it time to move yet?