Summary: A summer letter and a bet.
July 31, 2001
Dear Dad,
I never thought I would admit it, but Danny is right. Do you remember
Danny, Dad? He's the irritating redheaded reporter that I wrote to you about
some time ago. I knew you'd remember him. At lunch we got to talking about
technology and how we as Americans would go crazy if something happened and our
computers, or digital telephones, or PDAs no longer worked (even for just a
short while). Of course, I said that if I had to I would be able to last any
amount of time without any of my stuff that requires electricity. Danny bet me
a dinner with no work involved that I wouldn't be able to do that. This now
makes my situation at home very ironic and makes him right.
I bet you are wondering what exactly happened, aren't you? OK, here it is:
I came home from work to find that not only do none of my lights work, but my
computer was off! I knew that I had left it on this morning to collect my
personal mail today. Before I knew it, I was in panic mode; I had no electricity
and there was nothing I could do about it!
Luckily one of the telephones I have is an analog and I was able to call the
electric company. They told me that the outage was only temporary. It should
be back on in a few hours. I hung up the telephone and looked around my
apartment. The sun was setting and soon I would be standing in the dark. I
picked up the files that I had brought with me and packed them with my laptop.
Yes, I said laptop, so much for going without technology. Now I am typing this
letter to you with one hand, the other hand is holding a dripping, double scoop
mint chocolate ice cream cone. The sun set over an hour ago. By the time I get
home, I should have power. I'll tell you what happened at the dinner I now owe
Danny later. Say "hi" to everyone and tell them I send my love.
Your daughter,
Claudia
July 31, 2001
Dear Dad,
I never thought I would admit it, but Danny is right. Do you remember
Danny, Dad? He's the irritating redheaded reporter that I wrote to you about
some time ago. I knew you'd remember him. At lunch we got to talking about
technology and how we as Americans would go crazy if something happened and our
computers, or digital telephones, or PDAs no longer worked (even for just a
short while). Of course, I said that if I had to I would be able to last any
amount of time without any of my stuff that requires electricity. Danny bet me
a dinner with no work involved that I wouldn't be able to do that. This now
makes my situation at home very ironic and makes him right.
I bet you are wondering what exactly happened, aren't you? OK, here it is:
I came home from work to find that not only do none of my lights work, but my
computer was off! I knew that I had left it on this morning to collect my
personal mail today. Before I knew it, I was in panic mode; I had no electricity
and there was nothing I could do about it!
Luckily one of the telephones I have is an analog and I was able to call the
electric company. They told me that the outage was only temporary. It should
be back on in a few hours. I hung up the telephone and looked around my
apartment. The sun was setting and soon I would be standing in the dark. I
picked up the files that I had brought with me and packed them with my laptop.
Yes, I said laptop, so much for going without technology. Now I am typing this
letter to you with one hand, the other hand is holding a dripping, double scoop
mint chocolate ice cream cone. The sun set over an hour ago. By the time I get
home, I should have power. I'll tell you what happened at the dinner I now owe
Danny later. Say "hi" to everyone and tell them I send my love.
Your daughter,
Claudia