Mar 13, 2010 01:03
The house next door to me has been an issue for a while. It was okay when Jeff lived ther. He drank too much and played in a band. So you could hear him practicing but there are people there. But then he inherited a new house, moved out and found out he couldn't sell it. So sometimes he rents the place.
And because the house needs a lot of work and Jeff doesn't market so well the tennants generally turn out to be characters. Like the family who had their water turned off, so they got it out of my hose for months, claiming Jeff wouldn't pay to have the line repaired. Turns out the line was good, but someone moved in during the summer the gas meter had been long removed. And it never returned, even though the house has gas heat and it's been kind of cold.
Last night I came home and noticed the meter can sitting on the ground next to the meter can. In electrician speak, that translates to the electric meter had been pulled. Only when the power company does that they cover the can and take the meter with them. Usually the pull the fuses on the pole as well.
Of course I've pulled many a meter in my day. Pulling one is a good way to kill power to a house when you want to do something like replace their panel. But in this case it was to steal power. A meter can has a set of crimps so the meter is pushed straight in. they clamp down on blades which just out of the back of the meter. In this case the puller had replaced the blades with knives, restoring power but without the meter.
This is dumb as a rock. For one thing the new meters are electronic and report directly to the company. Soon the power company will come out and simply disconnect their service.
Finally jeff showed up at my door, drunk at two in the morning. Loaded asking if they had 'fucked with me" and saying he was about to perform an emergency eviction. I didn't feel like talking for long, but wow. It's wierd. And I wonder what will happen until they go.
Really, i like my drama much father away.