Natural gas leaks
A story about a natural gas leak in your own home, personal experience.
Published on: Mar 3, 2016
Transcripts - Natural gas leaks
Natural Gas Leaks: A Story
Do you ever have those experiences that, in the
moment, feel incredibly stressful and overwhelming?
This story was one of those moments for me. I can
laugh about it now, only a few days later, but in the
moment it was almost the final nick in the fragile dam
that was holding my emotional well-being together.
Last week I was sitting at home caring for two children
ages 4 and 18 months old. I am a live-in nanny and
am responsible for the part-time care of these kids
and their 3 older siblings who are school age.
Normally I only work a few hours a week for the
family, but this particular week, both parents had gone out of town on short notice so I found myself on
child care duty 24/7.
A Knock at the Door
I was sitting at the kitchen table getting some work done and the kids were in the other room playing
quietly when a loud knock rapped on the door. I got up and walked to the door expecting a neighbor’s
child asking to play with the 4 year old. Instead, when I opened the door, I was immediately
overwhelmed by the smell of natural gas.
Standing in the doorway was an animal
control police officer. “Do you smell that
natural gas?” he asked. “Well, now I do. I
couldn’t smell it before I opened the door.”
“Well, I’m going to take a look around. Is
anyone else at home?” “I’ve got two small
kids here with me.” “Okay. Stay inside and I’ll
let you know what I find.”
Behind him I could see a neighbor lady, her
kids in a stroller, with a concerned look on
her face peering around the officer. I shut
the door and went to inspect the various rooms of the home to see if I could smell anything inside. A
few minutes later another knock sounded and I went to answer the door.
“Ma’am, I think I’ve found the source of the smell. Your gas is leaking. I’ve called the fire department
and I’m gonna have to ask you to get the children and leave the home immediately until they come find
out what’s wrong.”
I hurried to grab shoes, the diaper bag, my computer, and snacks for the children. I went into the room
where they were playing and took each of them by the hand and walked out of the house suddenly
feeling like a homeless bag-lady with two small kids. The neighbor generously offered to let us come to
her home while we waited for the response team to show up.
Once I got the kids settled at her house, I walked back to wait and see what was wrong so that I could
call the homeowners with the information. It must have been a slow week because no less than EIGHT
response vehicles showed up. Two fire trucks, three ambulances, a police truck, the original animal
control officer’s truck and the truck of another animal control officer (who was bored and in the area)
were all parked in front of my house.
Ultimately the fire fighters found the leak
outside the home, checked the home to
make sure it was safe to be inside, and
called the gas company to come out and
fix the line. (After their initial inspection
of the leak on the day of, they didn’t fix
until a week later. But that’s another story
for another day.)
Luckily all of us were able to stay safe and
the leak was small. If the situation had
been worse we might have had to leave
the home while they turned off the gas
until the leak could be dug up and fixed or,
if the leak had been inside, we would have had to tear down walls until the leak could be located and
repaired. The moral of this story is, when it rains, it pours and it’s better to be safe than sorry.
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