That is what I experienced today.
We had a pulled fire drill about six weeks ago. The construction company building the new Phillip Morris thing has a parking lot across the street that we are supposed to be able to use in the case of a fire. They wouldn’t let us in, so I figured that when it went off today – it was a practice one – to make sure that the parking lot thing was cleared up for the real deal.
Nope. Four trucks and a fire chief later, they were putting ladders up.
I had my purse, but since we park in a deck – I wouldn’t be able to get to my car anyway. I didn’t have my books for school, either.
What a day…
Luckily – it was nothing serious. Of course, as I write this there is still a team of firefighers downstairs with our B&G and security staffs.
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Eeek! That has to be a nerve-wracking experience. How are things in Richmond these days?