I do not like electricity. I assume my dislike of it stems from growing up with a father who was an electrical engineer, and seeing him stick forks into the electrical sockets while telling me never to do what he does but what he says. Of course, then he never did tell me anything about electricity, which has left me with all sorts of conflicted feelings about forks and electrical sockets.
I know how to change a broken light bulb, and in a pinch I can replace a blown fuse, but ask me to touch anything metallic during the cold and dry winter months, and I will look like an idiot, trying to just barely make contact because maybe if the contact is really brief and feather light, I won’t get a shock from the static electricity.
Yeah right.
Still, electricity brings me the internet, toasts my bread in the morning and makes the little rabbit dance (don’t ask.) So what if some days it takes me 5 minutes just to work up the guts to open the door of my car, it might just be worth it.
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