Dec 10, 2007 17:12
Lastnight I was innocently making christmas gifts while listening to NPR when
BBBBBBUUUUUUUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!!!!!!!!
The fire alarm. Loud. Pulsating sound. Now when this invasive sound appeared, I immediately thought "put on your damn shoes, damnit, should I take the cats? Nah." So then I open my door, and I see the smoke. I couldn't believe it. Looking down the hall I see my neighboor Charles putting out a small fire at the bottom of his front door. Seeing the confused look on my face, Charles yells "It was my ex-girlfriend!" I heard them fighting earlier that night so it made sense. Vicious!
I walked the 9 flights down to the lobby to find the occupants of the building standing around dumbly. I felt so out of place among the rest of my Brownhardt community. I tried to explain what had happened as firefighters arrived with their lack of urgency. Police soon followed, about 8 to be exact. It took them nearly an hour to turn off the alarm, and during that time they stood around jokingly arguing about who was going to fill out the paperwork for this minor arson.