I head out into the darkness to see if I can find the problem. The fence is still on and can still pack a punch if I am not careful. I find the problem and call Michelle to turn off the juice. I then get to work repairing the broken wire. Over my headset Michelle asks me "Can I turn it back on yet?"
A cold chill of naked fear goes though my body. I've got a very firm grip on a wire that with a simple flip of a switch can be energized with over 10,000 volts.
I think about my next move, there can be no misunderstanding here! The fence has to stay off! I am in the middle of the repair and can not stop. I slowly and forcefully state"Leave the !@#$ fence off!!" I hear her snicker and say "Really, you're sure you do not want me to turn it back on now??"
I am starting to sweat....I remember the time she turned on a fence I was working on before........she "thought" I was done! When in fact, I had both hands on the wires my life got lit up, my hair stood on end, and I just fell over from the shock.
Back to the current situation. This fence charger is even bigger, I pick up the pace as the sweat rolls into my eyes. In the back of my mind, I'm wondering if it was a good idea to have taken her to the drive through at McDonald's when she asked me to take her out someplace nice to eat.
Fear is a great motivator, I race to finish the repair and get clear. I tell her it is OK to turn it on now. When I get back up to the barn she looks at me and smiles. She slyly remarks that I may think of a better choice for dinner next time. "It would have been such a pity if I turned on the fence early!"
The moral of this story, Hell hath no fury as a woman scorned, especially when she is at the switch!
Some parts of this story are true, it is up to the reader to determine which!!!