I can't even be back at school for a couple hours without something weird happening. I love it.
To explain: I got back to my dorm around 4:30 this afternoon. About 10 minutes ago, I decided to head down to the dining hall for some dinner. I stepped out of the elevator on the first floor to find about eight firefighters (in full gear) and a bunch of fellow students gathered around the elevator right next to mine, and they all kind of stared at me as I walked past. I was too freaked out to even ask what was going on, so I just kept walking.
I'm guessing that the elevator in question broke down with people in it, and the others were waiting to use one, thinking that they were all shut down. I guess my exiting a different one made them realize that they were mistaken.
Trust me when I say that it was more interesting being there than reading about it. Maybe I'd describe it better if I'd actually gotten some sleep in the last day. Fucking 6 hour drive to school disrupting my nocturnal nature. Late morning and early afternoon are for sleeping, damn it.Posted by CD on March 18, 2007 07:27 PM | TrackBack