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So there I was, watching TV...
Jul. 10th, 2005 03:48 amIt was like, 10pm. I heard a truck stop outside my building. "Garbage," I thought, except, no. That was last night. And then I saw the flashing lights.
"Oh, no, not an ambulance. Tell me no one in my building has dropped dead." (It has happened.)
Nope, not an ambulance. It was a fire truck. To be precise, it was two fire trucks.
So I go into the guest room to see what the hell the deal is (less glare from lights, etc, and a window I can open all the way to stick my head out), and I see one fire truck parked in front of my building and another one parked in front of the building to the left of mine.
"What the fuck?" I mutter, when I see this one dude walking from the truck in front of my place to the other one.
"He looks familiar," I say to myself, and then I realize it's my friend Chris.
"CHRIS!" I shout.
He looks around, slightly perplexed, because he can't see me -- all the lights are off in the guest room. So I open the screen and lean out. "Hey! What gives, is my building on fire or what?"
"Hey, you cut your hair. You look cute!"
"Thank you. Am I going to burn to death?"
"Nah, it's next door."
"So my next door neighbours are going to burn to death?"
He shrugged. "We don't know if there's actually a fire. Someone smelled something that smelled like burning and called us."
"Huh. Hey, you gonna be around for a while?"
"'till we find out what it is."
"Mind if I come down?"
"No problem. Put something sexy on."
"But of course!" I giggled.
So I went downstairs and hung out with him until the firefighters all left. He was driving one of the pump trucks, so he wasn't in a suit or anything, and he was in charge of radioing in every 10 minutes to let HQ know what the status was.
Basically, what happened, was SIX TRUCKS showed up (because the building next door is over 6 storeys, and that's the minimum or something for a building of that size) and they couldn't get into the apartment the smell seemed to be coming from, and the person with the keys to the building came running down the street past me and Chris at some point... As it happened, it was something that had been burnt for a Jewish religious ceremony or some such thing and the apartment's residents had left afterwards, but the smell remained, or that's what Chris told me after he got back to the station.
Seriously, what a difference from how I THOUGHT my night was going to be. A bad 80s movie with silly computer things to hanging out with a friend of mine for nearly an hour. And Mother Nature had decided to stop the rain for at least a little while. Yay!
So, that was fun. Then I watched some of Batman Forever, which is actually still a good Batman movie, compared to Batman Begins, talked to C for two hours and am now going to bed, because I HAVE WORK tomorrow at 2. Blah. Must leave here shortly before 1:30. Alas and alack.
ETA: I did laundry today, and that included my sheets, and I have to steal a sentiment from one of my exes, right now: There is nothing that feels better than climbing into a bed with fresh, clean sheets.
I am totally anticipating that lovely feeling in about five minutes from now. :D
"Oh, no, not an ambulance. Tell me no one in my building has dropped dead." (It has happened.)
Nope, not an ambulance. It was a fire truck. To be precise, it was two fire trucks.
So I go into the guest room to see what the hell the deal is (less glare from lights, etc, and a window I can open all the way to stick my head out), and I see one fire truck parked in front of my building and another one parked in front of the building to the left of mine.
"What the fuck?" I mutter, when I see this one dude walking from the truck in front of my place to the other one.
"He looks familiar," I say to myself, and then I realize it's my friend Chris.
"CHRIS!" I shout.
He looks around, slightly perplexed, because he can't see me -- all the lights are off in the guest room. So I open the screen and lean out. "Hey! What gives, is my building on fire or what?"
"Hey, you cut your hair. You look cute!"
"Thank you. Am I going to burn to death?"
"Nah, it's next door."
"So my next door neighbours are going to burn to death?"
He shrugged. "We don't know if there's actually a fire. Someone smelled something that smelled like burning and called us."
"Huh. Hey, you gonna be around for a while?"
"'till we find out what it is."
"Mind if I come down?"
"No problem. Put something sexy on."
"But of course!" I giggled.
So I went downstairs and hung out with him until the firefighters all left. He was driving one of the pump trucks, so he wasn't in a suit or anything, and he was in charge of radioing in every 10 minutes to let HQ know what the status was.
Basically, what happened, was SIX TRUCKS showed up (because the building next door is over 6 storeys, and that's the minimum or something for a building of that size) and they couldn't get into the apartment the smell seemed to be coming from, and the person with the keys to the building came running down the street past me and Chris at some point... As it happened, it was something that had been burnt for a Jewish religious ceremony or some such thing and the apartment's residents had left afterwards, but the smell remained, or that's what Chris told me after he got back to the station.
Seriously, what a difference from how I THOUGHT my night was going to be. A bad 80s movie with silly computer things to hanging out with a friend of mine for nearly an hour. And Mother Nature had decided to stop the rain for at least a little while. Yay!
So, that was fun. Then I watched some of Batman Forever, which is actually still a good Batman movie, compared to Batman Begins, talked to C for two hours and am now going to bed, because I HAVE WORK tomorrow at 2. Blah. Must leave here shortly before 1:30. Alas and alack.
ETA: I did laundry today, and that included my sheets, and I have to steal a sentiment from one of my exes, right now: There is nothing that feels better than climbing into a bed with fresh, clean sheets.
I am totally anticipating that lovely feeling in about five minutes from now. :D
