Because as long as you are your luck is not the worst of anyone that you know.
On Friday evening I returned from a fantastic night of food and music with ITP-Readers Terri and Betsy to find my cable tv line lying in my driveway. Past midnight and raining I went out with a flashlight and followed the line to the post across the street, and scared the shit out of an opossum when I turned around and flashed the one one crossing my yard.
After scrapping my planned morning ride thanks to the heavy rain that fell earlier in the morning I wandered outside to pick up the cable tv line — only to find that the shithead that dropped the cable line also pulled my main electrical mast from its 90° angle the a 45° one. Apparently the cable line was attached to the electrical mast, and because of the force applied by the vehicle that pulled it down, nearly ripped the damn thing from my roof. Which begs the question, “Why didn’t the goddamn cable line give much easier?”
And of course I have no idea who was responsible for this.
With a call to Georgia Power on Saturday morning I heard what I feared, this is the homeowner’s financial responsibility. Therefore I had to get an electrician out, at a $250 up charge for an emergency visit.
The electrician has quoted a charge of $600 to fix the problem, and sometime this morning I will be able to schedule this repair. Hopefully this will happen soon, though I was warned that they are booked solidly this week.
At least the electrician put a garbage bag around the leaning post, keeping out the rest of the rain that fell this weekend, and all of the rodents, at least for the time being.
On the upside:
The Mets are in the playoffs.
The Gators beat #3 Ole Miss.
Georgia lost (which probably made for an interesting day for ITP-Readers Steve and Debbie).
The Jets beat to Dolphins yesterday morning.
And now I am at the Mazda dealership making sure the M6 is in ship-shape for next weekend’s trip to Florida.