My parents use to tell me that I was always into everything, opening things, taking items apart and putting them back together, and so forth. I don't remember this incident, but everyone in the family tells it from time to time.
One day when I was 3, I went shopping in a department store with my mother, my aunt and grandmother. They knew I loved to hide under the clothes racks, so they didn't have their eyes on me. Evidently, I scooted out and wandered over to the fuse box.
What you would expect, all of the lights in the ENTIRE STORE went out. My grandmother yelled out, "Benzgirl?". BUSTED!!! They knew it was me.
In my own defense, why would you place a fuse box low enough that an inquisitive three-year old could hit the breaker?
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