No one comes to turn the power on for the poor voters in our district on election day. Rude. At 2am the batteries gave up. That's when we lost fans and the bugs attacked our every limb. I believe I used an ugly word, shook my fist at the blackness of the night and starting planning my way out of here. The only thing I did not do, is sleep.
If I had been allowed to vote, I would have voted for a guy who cares about electricity.
At 5:20 I decided I don't care if the neighbors hate my ever-livin guts and we started the generator 40 minutes ahead of their approved schedule. Should make for a super-duper fun afternoon of discussion with them.