.by Anura Guruge
I knew it was inevitable. We, the long-suffering, always-screwed, 200 (or so) PSNH consumers in Alton were NOT going to be allowed to weather this Thanksgiving storm WITHOUT PSNH, as usual, trying to teach that they are the boss.
Yes, I do have a theory that PSNH just flicks a switch at a substation and turns off power to this ISOLATED spur that serves a few of us in Alton — as a ‘Power Play’. A joke. A way to remind us that we are totally at their mercy and that they are the BIG, powerful power company.
This is why I have started to chronicle all the PSNH power outages we experience in Alton.
I have in my 27 years in New Hampshire always had PSNH. I have had houses in: New Ipswich, New Durham, Meredith, Gilford and Alton. Hardly ever had outages in any of those places. Never owned a generator. Never even thought about it. Alton? I own two generators!
PSNH really has it in for us. If I could raise the money I would BUY this spur line from PSNH and give it to the local Alton utility.
Anyway. PSNH screwed us again. But, it wasn’t too bad. It was early in the morning at least for me. Not sure when.
Our alarm system started beeping. I thought somebody was trying to break into the house. I, as ever, was fast asleep. Took me a second to work out that it was the wrong type of beep. It was telling me that power was out and that it was now running on its backup batteries — and I stress the plural. I had to get out of bed and hit ‘reset’ to tell it that I got the message. Luckily there is a keypad right by the bed.
I went back to bed and slept. I gather Deanna woke up around 7 am and called PSNH. There had been a 6:45 am bulletin. So we must have lost power prior to that. Power was back before 8:20 am — which was good because I got too see the unemployment claims number, live, on CNBC, at 8:30, sipping coffee. I need to see this data, live, every morning. That is how I know that I am alive.