No Internet and No AC Make Josh Go Something Something …
The massive winds and thunderstorms hit the valley around four this afternoon and the power has been out at the day job (at night) since about 4:30 this afternoon. This means that I spent the three fourths of my work day bumbling around in unacceptable conditions trying to get the minimum of my duties finished.
Hehehehehe … I said doody.
Add to this the irritating reality that the main elevator at work has been effectively out of commission for most of the week and the heat was at 103 degrees out there today and you can see why I am in a bit of a mood. To put it in the cruder vernacular I am serious fucking angry. The buildings have been getting hotter and hotter as very few of the air conditioning units on this giant campus are slaved to the antiquated generator that we are nowhere near certain has enough fuel to keep vital systems on for the night.
Plus there are the flashbacks …
Back in the early fall of 2008 hurricane Ike slammed into the Gulf Coast and then cut a swath through the south pointed straight at southern Ohio. When the winds hit, and boy I Want to specify the winds because there was no fucking rain at all, we were not ready. They hit us with near hurricane force and shredded the Miami Valley leaving the majority of the population without power … some like my mother in law for almost a month. Thankfully At our house we were just shy of two weeks without the precious electricity.
When the lights went out back in 2008 I went into survivalist mode, I headed to the store and spent almost two hundred dollars on provisions and batteries. I fought the crown of angry old men and fat women carting their kids screaming through a store that was at maybe three time the normal capacity.
The days that followed were spent at communal dinners at my mother in laws, who had gas heat for cooking and showers, as we cooked the foods that were defrosting in our freezers. There were good times and there were bad times during that period, it did not help that it was right in the middle of my post Palladium Books depression, but you know what it wasn’t?
It wasn’t me stuck at the day job, surrounded by the nearly living dead, with a temperature of 103 degrees with no fucking air conditioning!!!
I am here … with almost no support personnel, which is the way I usually like it. But now I am trying to remember which residents have weapons that I could utilize if the power stays off … I mean you need to protect the women and the fire. I am considering who is still hale and hearty enough here to join me in a Road Warrior like mission to claim food, fuel, and mates from the surrounding population. I will turn the hilltop community into my own little nation …
JOSHTOPIA WILL BE BORN TONIGHT!
Or I am just going to finish out this very long and boring shift and then go home and get stinking drunk … yeah maybe that.
Hehehehehe … I said doody.
Add to this the irritating reality that the main elevator at work has been effectively out of commission for most of the week and the heat was at 103 degrees out there today and you can see why I am in a bit of a mood. To put it in the cruder vernacular I am serious fucking angry. The buildings have been getting hotter and hotter as very few of the air conditioning units on this giant campus are slaved to the antiquated generator that we are nowhere near certain has enough fuel to keep vital systems on for the night.
Plus there are the flashbacks …
Back in the early fall of 2008 hurricane Ike slammed into the Gulf Coast and then cut a swath through the south pointed straight at southern Ohio. When the winds hit, and boy I Want to specify the winds because there was no fucking rain at all, we were not ready. They hit us with near hurricane force and shredded the Miami Valley leaving the majority of the population without power … some like my mother in law for almost a month. Thankfully At our house we were just shy of two weeks without the precious electricity.
When the lights went out back in 2008 I went into survivalist mode, I headed to the store and spent almost two hundred dollars on provisions and batteries. I fought the crown of angry old men and fat women carting their kids screaming through a store that was at maybe three time the normal capacity.
The days that followed were spent at communal dinners at my mother in laws, who had gas heat for cooking and showers, as we cooked the foods that were defrosting in our freezers. There were good times and there were bad times during that period, it did not help that it was right in the middle of my post Palladium Books depression, but you know what it wasn’t?
It wasn’t me stuck at the day job, surrounded by the nearly living dead, with a temperature of 103 degrees with no fucking air conditioning!!!
I am here … with almost no support personnel, which is the way I usually like it. But now I am trying to remember which residents have weapons that I could utilize if the power stays off … I mean you need to protect the women and the fire. I am considering who is still hale and hearty enough here to join me in a Road Warrior like mission to claim food, fuel, and mates from the surrounding population. I will turn the hilltop community into my own little nation …
JOSHTOPIA WILL BE BORN TONIGHT!
Or I am just going to finish out this very long and boring shift and then go home and get stinking drunk … yeah maybe that.
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