Yes friends, I think the apocalypse is upon us. Or at least, upon my apartment building. As you heard me whine about incessantly, I had flooding in my apartment last week due to a pipe bursting on a floor above me. Just when you thought things were back to normal, this afternoon an apartment on the 15th floor of my building caught on fire. I was in my apartment on the 5th floor when I heard the alarms go off. There wasn’t any smoke or fire on my floor, but I decided to grab my purse and my computer (yes, I know, geeky) and head outside anyway. By the time I made it downstairs, there were already 4 or 5 fire trucks in the street. I don’t have many details, other than that it was a small fire, and was mostly contained to the apartment. I don’t know if it was occupied or not, although I don’t think anyone was injured. They let us back in the building about a half hour later, and I am happy to report that there is no damage to my room.
So, I am expecting a plague of locusts any day now. Just in case, I am planning to take out a flood, fire, and locust insurance policy. 🙂
Of course, then you see things like this, and realize that a) things akin to the apocalypse is happening on a regular basis across the world, and b) you’re not in such bad shape after all.