First, check out this bizarro PSA in this morning's Metro. Straight out of 1974 and weird on so many levels, right?
Then I got this pamphlet in the mail from ConEdison, no doubt related to last summer's ginormous blackout in Queens.
One of the findings of the investigation, which took like nine months, was that ConEd can't determine the scope of a power outage on its own. The pamphlet advises you to call Coned if you lose power, even if your neighbors have already contacted them. So I guess it's up to us— and livery drivers—to take care of business. I love how the man and dog in the PSA are so happy and the ConEd man and cat are sad. :( :| :(
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What I want to know is, when ConEd called the car company, did the conversation go like this? ConEd: "I need a car to sit on a hot spot." Car company: "Where jew at?" ConEd: "# Blah blah, Blah Street" Car Company: "Betwee?" ConEd: "Blah & Blah" ConEd: "Okay, fy minee."
Then the fy minee turned into eleven minee which turned into twenty minee.
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