Be prepared

(1994 January)
I turned the light on beside my bed and POP the bulb burned out.  What to do?  In the dark I felt for my call bell on top of my blanket and pressed the button.  Soon came the maid, who turned on the overhead.  The maintenance man had left a bulb here in case I needed it, at my suggestion, and soon all was in order - a tempest in a teapot.