What the hell does that mean, anyway?
Power outage here at work. We have backup, obviously, since here I am writing this blog entry, but the main lights are out, the ventilation system is down, it's blissfully dark and quiet here. Except for the announcements every ten minutes informing us that the power is out lest we all panic, think we're going blind and deaf, and rush the windows in a mad stampede. Or something.
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I'm reminded of the time we were all sent an e-mail to tell us that the mail server was down. We all read it at the same time as we read the one announcing that the mail server was back up....
Now, imagine having the power go out on a room full of 5,6 & 7 year olds! Squirrley-city! We all had big big windows, so light wasn't a problem, but "Oh gosh, something different & unexpected! Let's all get riled up and excited over the fact that the power's out! Oooh! Oooh!"
Yeah... after about 10-15 minutes, they'd get bored with it, and we could get back to the business of learning, but it was a long 10 minutes the few times it happened.
The power went out once in high school for over 2 hours. Apparently a squirrel got into the box and shorted out a few square blocks. Imagine the smell.
Squirrels good eatin'!
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