Yesterday, the bulb started to flicker again so I checked it was screwed in tight, but it kept flickering. I changed the bulb to a new bulb, but the flicker remained. It was driving me crazy, but I decided to ignore it and after an hour or so it stopped flickering.
When I was growing up, I lived in a two family home in which two of the people upstairs died. The kitchen light never stopped flickering and my parents were afraid to ask the landlord to fix it. My grandfather called it the CRAZY LIGHT, but it was an every day thing for me until we finally moved many years later.
I guess that crazy light phenomenon never leaves you. It just fades and comes back to rattle your cage every now and then.
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