We live out in the boon dots and we have a well pump to prove it. My in-laws, who are city folks for sure, were amazed that we didn’t have pipes from a nearby town to our house for our water.
They were even more flustered that we have a name for the place where our well pump lives. The pump house is aptly named, I think, but they had no clue what we were talking about.
I had to explain to them that if the well pump froze up, we couldn’t have water. As a matter of fact, our pump house has its own light to help keep this from happening. I also tried to explain to them how the pump must be primed, and if it loses prime we can’t have water either.
They looked at me like I had just been speaking Greek and proceeded to speak on the virtues of living in the city.