I never realized how hard it is to get ready in the morning in a bathroom that lacks an electrical outlet.
No. I don't have the misfortune to have an apartment equipped with a bathroom that doesn't believe in electricity. It's more like I have a bathroom that HAD electric capabilities before my blow dryer decided to blow up and leave the outlet useless.
That's right. My blow dryer blew up this morning.
I plugged it in, turned it on and blew hot air for all of 2.2 seconds before it went POOF! There was a flash of bright light and then a really nasty smell. And then instead of blowing out hot air, it decided to give off this foul smelling smoke.
This was not good. Here I was with a head of wet hair, which would have never dried on its own today since it super humid today, standing in front of my mirror, holding a smoking, non-functioning hair dryer.
Turns out I had a spare, but it was kind of useless without an electrical outlet that worked. Yes, I tried hitting that RESET or TEST button that was on the outlet, but nothing. The outlet was dead. As a friend of mine in Indiana would say, it was as dead as Dale Earnhardt.
So I had to resort to blow drying my hair and trying to curl it in my bedroom, without a mirror. Not so fun.
After work I made a Target run to replace my now blown up hair dryer, but it's not going to do me a whole lot of good tomorrow since I forgot to tell my landlord about the electrical outlet that's now dead. Looks like it's back to the bedroom outlet tomorrow.