The post-lunch slump hit me hard today. I was sitting here, eyes drooping, wondering how I’d make it through the rest of the afternoon.
Then the emergency warning system siren went off.
We all looked around the office and did the mental math. It’s not the first Thursday of the month, and it’s not noon. What could it be? Someone produced the handy cheat sheet explaining what each siren means. Turns out that a 3-5 minute wavering tone indicates an air raid or attack (conventional or nuclear).
Oh, that’s all? Pssh. No worries.
Twenty minutes later, an email was circulated. It was an accidental siren, and once it got started it wouldn’t respond to any “off” commands.
Ironically, the timing coincided with a shelter-in-place order issued for Texas City (about 10 miles south) after the BP plant (the one that blew up a few years ago) started spewing a clay-like dust into the air. Winds are from the south today. Lovely.
When the shuttle program ends, I’m so moving.