your “fun” vacation just turned into complete dreck and there is not a damned thing you can do about it……..yea, we had one of those.
I had an almost meltdown over an indoor extension cord being used by my buddy Angie’s husband to supply power to a small space heater. Now, we all use space heaters when we camp in late autumn or winter…no biggie.
BUT, this was a cord not at all rated for outside use, connected to a higher rated cord. There is the tiny matter of a possible fire when connecting two cords rated different amps. One simply does NOT connect a 16 gauge, 10 amp cord to a 12 gauge, 15 amp cord. The lighter weight cord will inevitably overheat and the possibility of a fire becomes a probability instead.
I had brought four extension cords on the trip, and offered two for their use. I thought G. had used the two I provided. He used an old extension cord that was in his vehicle. During the night the power supply cut off. There we were, middle of the night, pitch black, raining and we were checking the electric. Safe right?
I found the reset for the power box, hit it, listened for the hummmmmmmmm, and went back to bed.
In the morning, I double checked the power station……and discovered that one cord was half melted at the connector prongs.
I pulled it, and it was hot enough to burn a small place on my fingers. That made me mad. What made me blow was when Angie’s usually sweet husband said I didn’t know what I was talking about, and the cord wasn’t hot. He grabbed it out of my hands and placed it next to his face to “prove” I was wrong…while I am standing there treating a burn on my fingers. That did it. I grabbed the cord back, threw it to the other side of the truck, grabbed the good extension cord, connected it and said “I don’t want Angie to burn up in a fire”.
He then yelled at Angie, and said he wasn’t staying to be bullied. HUH?
I admit it, right here and now for everyone…I do NOT understand the way he thinks. It’s difficult enough knowing how my own husband thinks, but I am at a complete loss as to other men.The end result of all the brouhaha, was G left in their vehicle and said he was going home. HE LEFT HIS WIFE BEHIND.
What kind of person just leaves their spouse 120 miles away from home? That hurt Angie’s feelings beyond belief….and her being hurt made me angrier than I had been before…dominoes falling George became angry.
Garry did eventually return to the campsite, refusing to speak to anyone at all except the drunk old man camping next to us. The rest of the trip was pretending everything was “fine” or simply trying to ignore the elephant in the campfire.
Next vacation? We either go alone, or just take Angie with us and leave G. at home.