Before that I saw that the light in the fridge was extinct (as you might know the light in the fridge is a symbol for the last sign of hope in a cold world :-). and I mused about the deeper meaning of that.
But even more I worried (very deep down I'm a realist) about the freezer compartments of the fridge...
Then I saw that the red key of the plugbar looked - somehow, don't ask me why - strange.
As Paul in "Yellow Submarine" I thought: 'I'm a borne button-presser' - and pressed.
A 10 centimeter darting flame sprang up - (well: might have been 7 cm, or even 5) - and I sprang back, without thinking - while the plugbar playfully threw the red button-cap after me...
All's well that ends well: I bought a new plugbar - the caretaker's son was happy to earn a few quid for pushing the fridge so that we could plug in the new plugbar - and now he (this fridge is definitely male) hums again.
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Sounds like "Fifteen Feet of Pure White Snow" by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds to me.
you may happily hum along too
ReplyDelete- you survived the attack unscathed!
Yes, thank God, that along with Ben Jonson and William Shakespeare I can say: "Curiosity killed the cat" - and add: But it has nine lives.
DeleteThere's another film I'm going to see after I've seen "Where to Invade Next" and it's Klaus Scheidsteger's "Thank You for Calling". It's about brain tumours caused by mobile telephones. It's about the so-called "War Game Memo" and the power of the US Lobbying agency to silence criticism. I suspect mobile phones could be the new cigarettes. For that reason I hardly ever use mine.
ReplyDeleteI thought about that - they show it too - and though I believe there is much truth in the health risk, I will not go.
DeleteBut it fits in nicely with your last blog-post on deceit about 9/11.
Everyone reaches instinctively for the button!
ReplyDeleteYes, but why? Well, I wanted to shut it to zero - but that didn't work.
DeleteGood heavens! You are the first person I know to have nearly been blown up by a power bar! I expect that there will soon be news items about such things every day - Blogdom is always just that little bit ahead of the trend!
ReplyDeleteAnd the title is: "Dr. Strangelove Or: How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love The Power Bar!"
DeleteThat was a terrifying encounter! Be thankful that the power bar caught the problem first and that you were there to stop the fire. I am a wreck from reading about it.
ReplyDeleteOh, Emma, I really feel guilty that I frightened you! When it happened, I was shocked for a second - and happy that I was far away enough from that flame - but then it died down and everything was OK. Please be calm again, and again: sorry!
DeleteThanks for this cautionary post, Brigitta. When I next get a power bar I'll ask for the kind that calmly click off when overloaded instead of exploding. Glad you were not injured.
ReplyDeleteI would have preferred that model too, Geo. - I think the power bar's problem was that "extra" button to close down energy flow at night or when not needed. Though: a fridge always needs it... so it is useless here.
DeleteYowza, that was a little too close for comfort. I'm glad you're okay.
ReplyDeleteHmmm, I think you're right about the fridge being a male. Pushing their right buttons always makes them hum. :)
Hilarious, Susan - that explains why he gets agitated when seeing me - "Hot!", he thinks, his cold heart melting, and, having a few years on his back, he overheats :-)
DeleteMight call him Signor Berlusconi, (in meaningful moments: "Silvio").
HA! You've come up with the perfect name for him.
Deleteat least your fridge has "all original parts" to it.... as for Berluscon, I don't know. Greetings Maria xx
DeleteHi Maria, glad to see you here! Yes - my fridge has still the wild, honest masculine look. Though sometimes he seems to be "teso come le corde di un violino", secretly fearing that he might be replaced by a younger model :-)
DeleteThat made me laugh. Sarà geloso?" Thank you for welcoming me here x
DeleteIf the fridge's compressor was fighting with the energy saving button and got so fired up about it that its temper literally exploded, what hope is there for the rest of us 20th century relics in this age of power/resource reduction?
ReplyDeleteI hope a lot, walk2write! I feel quite nergized and powerful :-)
DeleteThat must have been really nerve wrecking, glad it ended in a good way. Greetings!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Blogoratti - now everything is OK.
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