Mall on fire, but who's desire?
I woke up without feeling drowsy, just a bit thirsty. Had myself a glass of water and returned to the bed. Suddenly my mobile phone started to hum the way it does in silent mode displaying a number I didn't recognise. Because of the tim in the morning and the unknown number I didn't care to answer. My phone kept humming for a really long time, though, which made me wonder who it could be, work perhaps? As I was trying to go back to sleep my cellphone recieved a text message that said I had a message on my "answering machine". It was from work and I was told to call back immediately. Hmm, this early? Didn't care to call til my mother slammed the door open: "Your work is on fire!"
"What?" I got up in a second and started to shake. My mother said that there are four malls that are burning at the moment. I threw myself on the phone, redialed and got to talk to the deputy boss. I apologized for not answering and said I knew. He told me that a meeting was supposed to be held in a hotel by 10 o'clock. I said that I would be there. At the moment I didn't knew much else, was anybody hurt? Who had done all this and why? My entire body was shaking and a shower was in place.
We would be served breakfast at the hotel but I don't like to leave the house without a meal. It was really hard to slowly digest the food since I wanted to get away as soon as possible, I needed answers on my questions that just kept stacking up in my head as time went by. Was this all for real? Suddenly the world felt very unreal. That mall had been the work of my day for more than a year. I got relationships with the rest of the workforce. All made no sense.
For once I ran to get on the bus. It is spring holidays this week which means that the amount of people on the bus is minimal. No children, or teenagers. It was very calm and silent on the bus. I got off very early and walked the rest of the way to the hotel. My mind was spinning, was there any injured among the supposedly charcoal grounds of my now old work. Have turned into had. A used to be. It wasn't easy to comprehend.
Arriving at the hotel I saw my boss with some unfamiliar and familiar faces. Three buddies stood outside chainsmoking (sort of) while talking about this entire accident. I said nothing, just stood there listening. Then we went inside to wait for the clock to strike 10. During that time I hooked up with most of the crew. Many who had worked there for several years was earlier than me and had even been to the mall only to watch it burn. Some discussed the topic of the deed, who had done it. At this time I got to know that no one had been hurt.
I drank some tea. One cup of green tea, five or six cups of darjeeling and two cups of some herbal tea. It turned a bit into a comic relief. Actually, most people turned into less depressing matters, but still the faces turned back to that deeply affected type and the babbling in the line of "it can't happen here but it did". I said nothing, just swallowed cup after cup of tea.
When the meeting started the entire workforce was there. We filled the entire conference room we'd rented for this occasion. Our boss introduced some other persons such as the chief-of-the-fire department, a psychologist, etc, etc. Then we got to hear that the very next day it would be another meeting, no one was hurt in this incident, the other mall of the same chain wasn't ruined and that we wouldn't have to worry about the mall since it would start to be rebuildt as soon as possible. What a relief.
The room got hauntingly silent many times. I understood that. All that time I had walked around thinking about "Ring of fire". It burned in my heart to think that this would, perhaps, be the end of this chapter in my life. At least no one got hurt, at least the mall will be rebuilt so that my workmates can continue work there, since they like doing it. At least we don't have to worry about work overall. All there is out there is more or less to get those who did it.
According to some, those who did this deed had connections with the far left. They didn't want us to sell American or Israelian products. Still, they do the very same mistake as many people do in the world nowdays: Don't think ahead. There they are making a political statement, here we are being completely no-questionably technically unemployed. For what cause? It seems that politics matters very little now since tons of people, who even happen to have a family and kids to feed, are left unemployed. Thank you for caring so much. Next time go look for Mahatma Ghandi. A political statement is never well-executed when it comes in the shape of terrorism. For those who know how to fight without breaking necks, I salute you.
As I ventured home there was a sudden feel in my chest. My watch said twenty past one, and I was scheduled to work at one o'clock today. As it is now, I dunno if I ever get the chance to work in that mall this year ever again.
"What?" I got up in a second and started to shake. My mother said that there are four malls that are burning at the moment. I threw myself on the phone, redialed and got to talk to the deputy boss. I apologized for not answering and said I knew. He told me that a meeting was supposed to be held in a hotel by 10 o'clock. I said that I would be there. At the moment I didn't knew much else, was anybody hurt? Who had done all this and why? My entire body was shaking and a shower was in place.
Click to viewWe would be served breakfast at the hotel but I don't like to leave the house without a meal. It was really hard to slowly digest the food since I wanted to get away as soon as possible, I needed answers on my questions that just kept stacking up in my head as time went by. Was this all for real? Suddenly the world felt very unreal. That mall had been the work of my day for more than a year. I got relationships with the rest of the workforce. All made no sense.
For once I ran to get on the bus. It is spring holidays this week which means that the amount of people on the bus is minimal. No children, or teenagers. It was very calm and silent on the bus. I got off very early and walked the rest of the way to the hotel. My mind was spinning, was there any injured among the supposedly charcoal grounds of my now old work. Have turned into had. A used to be. It wasn't easy to comprehend.
Arriving at the hotel I saw my boss with some unfamiliar and familiar faces. Three buddies stood outside chainsmoking (sort of) while talking about this entire accident. I said nothing, just stood there listening. Then we went inside to wait for the clock to strike 10. During that time I hooked up with most of the crew. Many who had worked there for several years was earlier than me and had even been to the mall only to watch it burn. Some discussed the topic of the deed, who had done it. At this time I got to know that no one had been hurt.
I drank some tea. One cup of green tea, five or six cups of darjeeling and two cups of some herbal tea. It turned a bit into a comic relief. Actually, most people turned into less depressing matters, but still the faces turned back to that deeply affected type and the babbling in the line of "it can't happen here but it did". I said nothing, just swallowed cup after cup of tea.
When the meeting started the entire workforce was there. We filled the entire conference room we'd rented for this occasion. Our boss introduced some other persons such as the chief-of-the-fire department, a psychologist, etc, etc. Then we got to hear that the very next day it would be another meeting, no one was hurt in this incident, the other mall of the same chain wasn't ruined and that we wouldn't have to worry about the mall since it would start to be rebuildt as soon as possible. What a relief.
The room got hauntingly silent many times. I understood that. All that time I had walked around thinking about "Ring of fire". It burned in my heart to think that this would, perhaps, be the end of this chapter in my life. At least no one got hurt, at least the mall will be rebuilt so that my workmates can continue work there, since they like doing it. At least we don't have to worry about work overall. All there is out there is more or less to get those who did it.
According to some, those who did this deed had connections with the far left. They didn't want us to sell American or Israelian products. Still, they do the very same mistake as many people do in the world nowdays: Don't think ahead. There they are making a political statement, here we are being completely no-questionably technically unemployed. For what cause? It seems that politics matters very little now since tons of people, who even happen to have a family and kids to feed, are left unemployed. Thank you for caring so much. Next time go look for Mahatma Ghandi. A political statement is never well-executed when it comes in the shape of terrorism. For those who know how to fight without breaking necks, I salute you.
As I ventured home there was a sudden feel in my chest. My watch said twenty past one, and I was scheduled to work at one o'clock today. As it is now, I dunno if I ever get the chance to work in that mall this year ever again.