As I was moving out of my current house, a convenient opportunity came up via my friend Hanah who I travelled in America with; her boyfriend needed a new housemate. I went over and met him and he turned out to be one of the coolest, most chilled out guys I've ever met. He said he played drums (which was kinda obvious as the loungeroom had a drum kit in it). When you meet people and they say 'yeah I'm in a band' the immediate thought that comes to mind is 'dammit...they're going to make me listen to their crappy music'. It turns out they were not crappy at all. Check them out: http://www.thomlion.com/
Before I signed the lease, he pulled me aside and this exchange happened:
T: Hey man, we got this lease super cheap because I don't think anyone else wanted to rent the place.'
Me: WHY? This place is amazing!
This was a 5 minute walk down the road from our house:
RAD. Also; awesome fishing.
T: Well...a thing happened with the last owner. She was 83 and some time about 4am one night, someone cut the power, waited for her to check the fuse box and beat her to death in the back yard.
Me: Oh...OK, I guess bad things happen everywhere, I still want to move in. In my head; 'OHHH SHIIIITT'.
T: Sweet!
Fast forward to about 4 months later and T is out gigging, I am up watching Jimmy Fallon at about 1am.
The power goes out.
I immediately grab my mag light and my knife and start stalking around the house like a completely batshit idiot, whilst completely freaking the hell out. My mind keeps shouting at me 'THEY'RE BACK!' I look out the window and my neighbour's lights are on.
Mind: BAIL. NOW.
Body: AGREE.
I get straight in my car and start driving. There are several houses with lights on and I park about 5 minutes away and begin checking the power network website where power outages are listed. no news for 3 hours. I return home, no lights in my house but the neighbours still have power. I decide just to be safe, I will call the police and get them to check out the house. They have guns, I do not, logical!
The police show up about 15 minutes later with a male and a female officer. The second I see the female officer, my heart drops. I did not know my ex-girlfriend had become a police officer. She indeed had and was attending my house just after 4:15am.
My entire block has had a blackout that didn't register on the power network sight and I find out that my neighbours have solar power and a battery bank to keep their outside lights on. The police left and I sat in my room just thinking 'YOU ARE A FUCKING LOSER'. Sometimes I am, but sometimes I am quite great...hopefelly I can prove this through later stories.
The condesending look she gave me will never go away. However, don't worry, we will talk about our various adventures in later posts.
Before I signed the lease, he pulled me aside and this exchange happened:
T: Hey man, we got this lease super cheap because I don't think anyone else wanted to rent the place.'
Me: WHY? This place is amazing!
This was a 5 minute walk down the road from our house:
T: Well...a thing happened with the last owner. She was 83 and some time about 4am one night, someone cut the power, waited for her to check the fuse box and beat her to death in the back yard.
Me: Oh...OK, I guess bad things happen everywhere, I still want to move in. In my head; 'OHHH SHIIIITT'.
T: Sweet!
Fast forward to about 4 months later and T is out gigging, I am up watching Jimmy Fallon at about 1am.
The power goes out.
I immediately grab my mag light and my knife and start stalking around the house like a completely batshit idiot, whilst completely freaking the hell out. My mind keeps shouting at me 'THEY'RE BACK!' I look out the window and my neighbour's lights are on.
Mind: BAIL. NOW.
Body: AGREE.
I get straight in my car and start driving. There are several houses with lights on and I park about 5 minutes away and begin checking the power network website where power outages are listed. no news for 3 hours. I return home, no lights in my house but the neighbours still have power. I decide just to be safe, I will call the police and get them to check out the house. They have guns, I do not, logical!
The police show up about 15 minutes later with a male and a female officer. The second I see the female officer, my heart drops. I did not know my ex-girlfriend had become a police officer. She indeed had and was attending my house just after 4:15am.
My entire block has had a blackout that didn't register on the power network sight and I find out that my neighbours have solar power and a battery bank to keep their outside lights on. The police left and I sat in my room just thinking 'YOU ARE A FUCKING LOSER'. Sometimes I am, but sometimes I am quite great...hopefelly I can prove this through later stories.
The condesending look she gave me will never go away. However, don't worry, we will talk about our various adventures in later posts.
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