I grew up in the 80s in a Southern California suburb. All the neighborhood kids used the transformer box as a meeting place. My first kiss was absolutely at one that looked really similar to this. I haven't thought about Becky C. in decades.

Another transformer box story:

Before helicopter parenting was standard, folks used to let their kids wander around the neighborhood pretty much as soon as they could talk. All the kids watched each other. 12 year olds hanging out with 4 year olds. When I was part of the older kids group, we had convinced the younger kids (the ones that couldn't yet read) that the transformer box was actually a trap that housed an electrical monster, thanks to this Mr. Ouch sticker:

I'm pretty sure the recent release of Ghostbusters had influenced this story and the acceptance of it.

We used to bake mud pies on the transformer just like that in the summer heat at the apartments where I lived decades ago. We had no toys, so we were making due. Parents game out to yell at us to get away from it. But we never would stop. Eventually one of the fathers came out to make sure it was locked and safe and just let us carry on.

Its amazing nature be like it do.

We have one of these on my street

we could sit on it and feel the vibrations as our lips touch!

maybe it would be a shocking experience

Siemens everywhere

Shocking image

We used to hang out on the local transformer station. Was a nice brick box, much nicer than the box in the picture.

Danger, danger!

(Slightly nsfw)