FIRE!!
Settling down to watch Working Girl (a bit of NY nostalgia now that I’m in Jersey City – temporarily – I’d like to make that clear) and my building’s fire alarm went off.
I don’t know what surprised me more; the shock of a potential fire when you are on the 10th floor of a building and have an intense dislike of stairs, or the loud voice the suddenly appears IN YOUR APARTMENT to tell you about it!!
Quite proud of myself though. Instant leap off couch, laptop into handbag, passport and jewelry from draw and into bag, pants and jersey on. Right kind of shoes on and only a small moment of panic when I couldn’t find the damn keys.
A false alarm of course though it was a good practice run. I’ve never had to do that before and I suppose I should think of keeping a bag in the cupboard by the front door with passport and necessities though the South African in me just thinks that’s making it easier for the burglars…
On a positive note it means I did take a walk around the neighborhood while they turned the sirens off. Exploring neighborhood = good. Wasting $8 for the worst coffee and cake ever = bad.
And then! When I get into the lift to come back upstairs – an old man steps in and farts! Out loud! And doesn’t even apologise!!
Aah, life’s ups and downs.
