Paula Light, over at Light Motifs II, has this weekly thing she calls The Monday Peeve. She says that it’s “a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again.”
Well, I know it’s Tuesday, but I have some steam I need to blow off, and it’s directed at my utility company, Pacific Gas & Electric, or PG&E.
Now in the grand scheme of things, I don’t have that much to complain about. The power company officials started notifying 200,000 customer accounts across 16 counties yesterday that their power may be preemptively shut off in the middle of the week, as they monitor dangerous weather conditions (e.g., dry conditions coupled with high winds). And this is just two weeks after an unprecedented series of intentional blackouts that left 2 million people across the state without power.
But that’s not my peeve with PG&E, since I was not one of the 2 million or will be one of the 200,000.
My complaint is that I’ve been notified that my electricity will be temporarily interrupted this Thursday night from 9 pm through 6 am Friday morning in order to “safely replace an electric power pole” on my block.
So what’s the big deal, you ask? A nine hour outage mostly when I’m sleeping. Oh boo hoo. Such an inconvenience. Stop whining, Fandango. Right?
Well, here’s why I’m pissed. This “repair” was originally scheduled for mid-July. I got the notice in the mail and prepared for the outage. I froze two water-filled, 2-liter soda bottles in my freezer and put them in my refrigerator overnight so that my food wouldn’t spoil. I bought a small, battery operated lantern, some flashlights, and a bunch of candles at the hardware store, and I explained to my cat and dog what was going to happen so that they wouldn’t freak out.
But the blackout never occurred. No explanation from PG&E. Nothing. I figured that they must have repaired or replaced whatever they needed to repair or replace and the power to my house was spared. Oh happy day.
But then I received another letter from PG&E earlier this month saying that the work that didn’t happen in July was rescheduled to October 13th starting at 9 pm. Fine. I froze two more 2-liter bottles of soda and put them in the refrigerator and brought out my previously purchased lantern, flashlights, and candles. And this time, I warned my out-of-town houseguests to make sure all of their devices were fully charged before they went to bed that night.
Guess what. Nothing happened. Again. No power outage. No explanation. Until this past Saturday, when I got another letter in the mail from PG&E telling me that the work is now scheduled for this Thursday night/Friday morning. So here we go again.
Maybe the third time will be a charm.