Finally, it dawns on me: the woman from the power company doesn't understand the concept of bulb wattage.
And then it dawns on me again: this is the same power company that plunged a big chunk of Queens into darkness for nine days last summer.
Anyway, after a short pause while she consults her supervisor, the rep comes back on the line, chagrined, and confirms that they'll replace all the bulbs with ones of equal power. They're supposed to show up this afternoon.
Should I be worried?