So today was the 'Great Southern California Shake-Out'. Unlike the real earthquake that I survived with nothing more than an elevated heart rate, I was killed or severely injured in this one. JPL was part of the massive drill, and unfortunately my building collapsed. Massive injuries and people missing, it wasn't pretty. Most annoyed by the whole process was a grouchy old woman who wanted to get out, but all the people that evacuated the building were standing in the way, then when she finally got her van to the gate it was shut down because they kill power during an earthquake. She was so peeved! One of the supervisors told her to chill out and wait. I don't know why it makes me laugh when people are trying to pretend the rules don't apply to them and they get busted.
So how do I know I was hurt or injured? During the fake earthquake I looked at the ceiling from a structural point of view for the first time. (I am always trying to spot hidden cameras, a good story for later, and don't worry, I am not wearing a tin foil hat... yet) Anyway, right above my head is one of the 4 massive 6 ft high by 2 ft wide I-beams that hold the entire roof up. It would crush me like a grape, so I didn't bother getting under my cubicle, if it did come down, no amount of pressboard was going to stop it.
I just hope when the big one hits I am at Chipotle again, they won't even stop serving food so I can grab a few burritos for the road.
A Gently Glowing Galaxy
20 hours ago
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Rance Oliver Patterson
1974(?) -- 2008
Husband, Father, Adobe Flex/Fusion Guru, Brother, Friend, BYU Football Fan.
Your candle's burned out long before your legend ever will.
You will be missed!
p.s. can I keep the money I owe you?
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