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My aunt sometimes tells the story of when she was washing her hair in the kitchen sink during a thunderstorm. Lightning struck the hill behind her house. Some of the current found the pipe that leads from the natural spring on the hill down to the house. She gets a shock that throws her across the room and splatters shampoo foam all over the walls and ceiling of the kitchen. She was stunned, but otherwise OK.
I annoy my wife and kids, because I won't let them use the bathroom during a thunderstorm. Something about those cast iron vent pipes poking up slightly into the sky above the roof of our house makes me nervous.
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