Tradgedy... a very long day...
This morning I came home around two am. Everything was fine when I crawled into my bed And fell asleep reading Tasuki/Nuriko fics on my phone. I was woken up three hours later by my grandmother bursting through my door screaming, "THE HOUSE IS ON FIRE! CALL 911!"
It was all a blur. I managed to scramble around for my phone, which always is charging beside me on my bed. I called 911, and five minutes later the police and the fire trucks arrived. My aunt Barbara, whose bedroom had been the place of origin of the fire, was crying and screaming and continued like that for almost two hours.
All of my things are fine and untouched. No water damage or anything. My grandmother, most of her stuff is okay too. The only thing is they smell like smoke. That's going to haunt me for a while....
Before anyone asks, yes, everyone in the house is perfectly fine. Just a bit shocked is all.
And the sucky part? Other than my aunts stuff ruined and just about everything of hers is gone, my morning managers suck major ass.
I called to tell them that my house was on fire that I had to call out, the manager I talked to said, "And what does that have to do with five o'clock tonight?"
I couldn't believe my ears. My HOUSE was on FIRE. What did she expect me to do? Go to work in my Tee-shirt and bathrobe, that only thing I had?
At first they wouldn't let me call out, but my aunt Allison, who is known for raising hell but getting some-what favorable results, got them to give me the day off.
My HOUSE was ON FIRE and the dumb ass manager wouldn't let me call out. *shakes fist at manager* People in the morning make no sense, i swear....
And Aaron didn't answer his phone... *wants to cry*
Just keep me and my family (esp. my family) in your thoughts/prayers.... please?
Chrissy
It was all a blur. I managed to scramble around for my phone, which always is charging beside me on my bed. I called 911, and five minutes later the police and the fire trucks arrived. My aunt Barbara, whose bedroom had been the place of origin of the fire, was crying and screaming and continued like that for almost two hours.
All of my things are fine and untouched. No water damage or anything. My grandmother, most of her stuff is okay too. The only thing is they smell like smoke. That's going to haunt me for a while....
Before anyone asks, yes, everyone in the house is perfectly fine. Just a bit shocked is all.
And the sucky part? Other than my aunts stuff ruined and just about everything of hers is gone, my morning managers suck major ass.
I called to tell them that my house was on fire that I had to call out, the manager I talked to said, "And what does that have to do with five o'clock tonight?"
I couldn't believe my ears. My HOUSE was on FIRE. What did she expect me to do? Go to work in my Tee-shirt and bathrobe, that only thing I had?
At first they wouldn't let me call out, but my aunt Allison, who is known for raising hell but getting some-what favorable results, got them to give me the day off.
My HOUSE was ON FIRE and the dumb ass manager wouldn't let me call out. *shakes fist at manager* People in the morning make no sense, i swear....
And Aaron didn't answer his phone... *wants to cry*
Just keep me and my family (esp. my family) in your thoughts/prayers.... please?
Chrissy