My two "Neutral" stories... both took place before I officially entered the trade.
I was a H.O. who was using stuff his Dad taught him to re-wire his house from the old linen covered, rubber insulated stuff (not even sure of the Code designation, since it got kiboshed about the time they stopped allowing knob & tube for new installs) with brand new THHN/THWN.
It was entering early evening, and Doug, working by fading sun and a trouble light, had just finished re-pulling a run of #12 into a box in the basement mounted on the floor joists above.
In the process of marrying the new wire to the old. I had turned the breaker for the circuit off, and had just tied in the hot, and was stripping the neutral, when the tip of my Kliens touched the back of the junction box.
POP! A bright blue flash overhead, and there goes the night vision.
Upon examination, my #12 strippers were now #10 strippers.
I walked over to the panel and killed the main to do the last three hookups.
Later in the same adventure, I had finished re-running new wire in the upstairs bedrooms, and had walked downstairs to re-power the circuit.
As I came back upstairs, I rounded the corner of the stairs to the second floor and I saw this unearthly glow coming from the bedroom closet I had just been working in. It appeared that there was a fire in the closet.
As I rushed into the bedroom, I realized that the glow was coming from the bulb.
Apparantly, the "hot" feed to the bedroom hadn't been tightened enough, and had popped loose, leaving the last lamp in the circuit as the one in the bedroom. It was being backed somehow, and had just enough voltage going through it from the lamps in the other rooms to illuminate.
Scared the hell outta me.
[This message has been edited by DougW (edited 12-09-2006).]