Ain't I special...NOT

I was talking with a student in my office. While we were talking the lights flickered and then went out...in the hall. All the electrical equipment was still operational in my room! I looked out into the darkened corridor and I started feeling special, maybe even blessed. Here I was in the only office spared the indignity of a power outage. 

I stood up and went out into the hall. While the halls were dark, many other classrooms and offices were lit up. I started feeling the pain of let-down, that I wasn't THAT special. I found out that only half of the power in the building had been affected. I was forced to see myself more realistically. I may need therapy.