milkhauler
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Back in 1981 when I was 6, I had this unusual facination with electricity. I would stick random metal objects into wall outlets and look in awe as they flew across the room. I was always carefull to use something that would insulate me from that nasty shock that bit like dog.
One day I'm in this supermarket and my older brother hands this key he found in the parking lot. He unplugged this icecream cooler and says with a grin in his face "put it in there". Next thing I remember was trying to get up off the floor. 35 years later I still remember the burnt hair smell and metallic taste in my mouth. That outlet was different! It was 220v. [emoji44]
One day I'm in this supermarket and my older brother hands this key he found in the parking lot. He unplugged this icecream cooler and says with a grin in his face "put it in there". Next thing I remember was trying to get up off the floor. 35 years later I still remember the burnt hair smell and metallic taste in my mouth. That outlet was different! It was 220v. [emoji44]
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