Power went out during my usual writing time this evening. As I sit and stare at my phone like a moth to flame, I can only put together a list of what household appliances are thinking at this literally dark hour.
Here we go
Dishwasher: My sensor mode senses a night off!
Kitchen sink: I’m not included in everything. Am I? Should I be? What sort of weird responsibility has fallen to me to be the catch all phrase for all inclusive packages? Am I joke or have I done well? Is all this made up by some marketer from the 30s?
Garbage disposal: I want to eat all the stuff!
Garage door: doesn’t notice. It’s never in use after 8.
Bedside lamp: ahhhhhhhhhhhh!
Alexa: finally. I don’t have to listen to them.
Computer: internet? Internet where’d you go pal?
Router: tell the modem I loved her!
Water heater: You guys okay? I’m still technically a little bit on fire.
Furnace: power through! Power through! Ahh nah forget it.
Thermostat: Yo homes, to Bel Air!
Doorbell: why am I here? You don’t get visitors.
Cell phone: stop. Stop typing. I won’t get to charge until the power comes back. You’re making a mistake, pal. A bigger one than naming me Cello. What does that even mean? Gah! Just set me down and watch a candle or something.
I should do that.
Thanks for reading!