So last night around 2:30 am, my sleep was interrupted by a knock on the door. The knock becomes louder and I hear a man say "Fire department!" I'm pretty groggy so it takes me a minute to make my way out of bed and to the door. As I open the door to the stair hallway, I see a firefighter holding an ax and a bunch of firefighters behind him.
Here's what I learned from this experience:
1)When confronted by a band of firefighters in an unclear situation in the middle of the night, my first response will be to think "I'm not wearing any pants. If they make me go outside I'm going to be cold" and then proceed to my bedroom and put on a sweater.
2)My second response will be to then follow the firefighters as they go into my living room and think "This apartment is so messy, I really wish I had cleaned up before they came." At that point I will also think, "This sweater is useless, I hope I don't accidentally flash these firefighters."
3) It will take the firefighters about a minute of a person following them before one of them will finally say to one of the others "Maybe we should tell her what's going on...?"
Anyways, everything is fine. Apparently my landlord's carbon monoxide detector had gone off repeatedly and the fire department had been called. False alarm (something which I wouldn't even know about because my CO detector lives in its packaging underneath my bed and the battery from my smoke detector has been gutted by me.) It's comforting to know though that if I'm ever at risk of fiery death or toxic inhalation my first priority will be to cover my lady bits.
Friday, March 11, 2011
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