Having moved house in New York recently (which will be reported in all its gory details in another post) I needed to sign up for some utilities for the new property.
Cable, telephone and Internet had too many complicated permutations, so I opted to start with good old electricity.
After listening to some rather dull hold music for about 20 minutes, I was put through to a very helpful gentleman who set me up with my account. All pretty straightforward, but in true American style I was asked one particularly odd question: "Will anyone at the property be on critical life support systems that require electricity?".
I wonder what happened to all those poor souls wired up to machines during the great Northeast blackouts of 2003?
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