I was planning on going to the gym after work, but just decided on waiting until next week. I was tired and it’s been a long difficult week. So I went home and napped for 30 minutes instead. Afterward, I went to pick up Michelle at home and we went to dinner at Pluckers, with Ryan.
Our waitress was weird. She had a very thick Portugese accent and she felt the need to tell us what she was doing when she wasn’t waiting on us. When she first came to our table she told us all about a staff meeting before, which was why she was late getting to our table. Later she told us all about how she was playing hostesss and was sorry she wasn’t by to pick up our check sooner. She was odd… and scary.
Bowling was fun, but we had all kinds of technical issues with our lanes. One lane decided that it didn’t want to reset after the first frame. So we were having to manually resent pins for every second frame. Then the mechanic decided to fix it right as we started game play. So we got started 20 minutes after every one else.
Then the other lane decided it didn’t like giving Michelle (and the other Michelle on the other team) second frames. After they would bowl their first frame, it would just skip the second, reset the pins, and go to the next bowler.
This was causing all kinds of problems and slowing us down… which was not good because Michelle had to pick up her car from Pep Boys service at 9, and time was getting really close. So we just started rushing and the scores started going down. The team we played was really nice though, and they helped speed things along.
So I didn’t end up bowling too well, but that doesn’t matter, I still had fun. We finished bowling at like 45 after and got to Pep Boys in barely enough time for her to pick up her car.
I went to bed shortly after I got home. I took a sleeping pill and passed out. At 4am I woke up to the sounds of a VERY HIGH pitched squeeling noise. It was a constant squeeling. I had left my laptop running a program while I slept, so I was sure it had overworked itself and was about to explode. I got out of bed and checked it and it seemed fine.
The noise was so loud that I couldn’t tell where it was coming from. Also it was 4am and the adrenaline had overpowered the brain so that I couldn’t think clearly. Finally I realized it was my fire alarm. It doesn’t sound like any fire alarm I have ever heard before. So I threw on some clothes and went to look out the window to see if there was smoke billowing out anywhere.
There was a fire engine in the parking lot with the lights on. I started running around trying to figure out what I should take with me outside, then the fire alarm shut off. I looked back out the window and all the firemen were just standing around. No hoses were deployed and they weren’t even wearing their full fireman outfits.
What the hell?
So I decided against running out of the building clutching all of my belongings. I stayed inside and peeped out the window for a bit, then went back to bed. Surely, they would come get me if the fire was serious. Surely, the would have deployed the hoses if there was still a fire even going on. Right? Who cares, it was 4am and I needed sleep.
So I fell back asleep only to be rudely re-awakened at 5ish by, what sounds like, a motorcycle outside my window reving it’s engine. I was insanely furious. I have one neighbor that does this a lot, but never this early in the morning. I just ignored it and covered my head with pillows. It went on FOREVER.
Finally I got up and peeped out the window again and noticed that it was a big van with a hose, which I assumed was sucking all of the water out of the apartment that had the fire. We have fire sprinklers in our apartments and they must have gone off in that apartment. Was it really necessary to have this done at 5AM?!?!?!? Your stuff is already soaked, could it not wait until the rest of the building wakes up?
At least I’m on the third floor, it was loud up in my apartment, but I’m sure it was a million times louder down there. So I ended up calling in an hour late and tried to get a little more sleep. It helped a little, but I’m still exhausted. On the plus side, it’s nice to know that my fire alarm is so loud and can wake me even after taking sleeping pills.
When I walked out to go to work this morning I saw the neighbor on the first floor unloading stuff on his patio and there were peices of soaked carpet everywhere.
It’s amazing that this is the second fire in my building (and even on my end of the building) in less that 6 months. Thank GOD for fire alarms and sprinklers.
