While I realize that the little 5.4 quake that hit yesterday was measly for the natives, I was freaked.the.f.out. My very first earthquake!
I was in a First Aid/CPR class... perhaps the exact place one would want to be in a situation such as this. I was pretend making a tourniquet for our controller when the entire room started to shake. The chandaliers were dinging. The ceiling was creaking. And the floor was rolling.
I always thought I'd know just what to do. Door jam. Triangle of Life. But I just sat there. My eyes darting all over the place. Head frozen in panic. No one else was panicking... why aren't we PANICKING!?
And then it was over. And we went back to snake bites and grease fire burns.
About Me
- MissJordyPants
- I'm a project person. Goals are my crack. With my last one, Project Wedding, over and done with I needed a new one. Me. See, I get lost in my projects. They take over my life. I don't cook. I don't clean. And with this last one, I didn't even shop (weddings are expensive.) So, it's me time. Time to focus on the person that I've always wanted to be. The person that's been floating around in the back of my mind. It's time to get her out of my mind, onto paper and out in the real world.
4 comments:
you always remember your first ;)
I'm a native and this one freaked me the f. out too. My fiance just kept screaming "It's an earthquake!" over and over again while grabbing me and throwing us both under our dining room table.
Comedy.
This was my first big earthquake, too. I was a bit shaken up. (Pun intended)
I like how everyone is so darn nonchalant about it.
I was at work on the 7th floor when it happened. We rushed to the doorway but my other co-worker kept screaming bloody murder, "Get out of the doorway. You'll be crushed by the door" I wanted to kill him there.
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