new experience
Aug. 23rd, 2011 11:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rushthatspeaksToday I got to say to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sovay "I'm sorry, I missed your call because of the earthquake". Although it was an interesting experience to be able to say that, I hope never to do it again.
I was outside at the time, on the phone with Ruth, and initially thought it was construction until I saw how the trees were shaking, at which point I think I lapsed into swearing for a while until it stopped and I decided it must have been construction. Then Sei texted and said it was a quake and I had a minor freakout centered around having second-guessed myself out of thinking it was. Then the phone saidsovay'd called during the shaking and nothing had registered; I've heard other people had reception problems for a while too.
Nothing fell down in the apartment but I heard a lot of sirens going so was wondering about the water and gas lines; I think it ended up being emergency services getting to places they might have been needed. Went over to the library and they were Business As Usual so I decided to go and have the dinner with my father that was scheduled.
Whoa-boy was that a mistake. Note to self: in situations of this kind check the damn internet. From Reston, VA to Navy Yard via bus and Metro: three hours forty-five minutes. (Usually about one and a half.) Also there was a Nationals game so Navy Yard was a zoo. Dad had given up expecting me. Honestly, so had I. The Metro is at 15 MPH until further notice and the Orange Line announcers were talking about a sinkhole somewhere near New Carrollton. Dad had been evac'd from his work and then evac'd from his apartment building and had to stand in the street for about an hour because there wasn't anywhere to go. (I feel sorry for the people in his office-- the elevators jumped their tracks and stuck, with people in, and then the evac siren went, and for people working in a government building near downtown D.C. that... is literally nightmarish, especially with the phones not behaving.) Fortunately he drove me back after dinner or I would probably still be on the subway.
The cat has been cussing things out at random ever since. I don't blame her, really. I mean, that was basically my reaction too.
Those of you who felt it: fill out the 'I felt it' form at the U.S. Geological Survey and contribute to science! (Heard about the form via![[personal profile]](https://s.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
redbird; thanks.)
You can comment here or at the Dreamwidth crosspost. There are
comments over there.
sovay "I'm sorry, I missed your call because of the earthquake". Although it was an interesting experience to be able to say that, I hope never to do it again.I was outside at the time, on the phone with Ruth, and initially thought it was construction until I saw how the trees were shaking, at which point I think I lapsed into swearing for a while until it stopped and I decided it must have been construction. Then Sei texted and said it was a quake and I had a minor freakout centered around having second-guessed myself out of thinking it was. Then the phone said
sovay'd called during the shaking and nothing had registered; I've heard other people had reception problems for a while too. Nothing fell down in the apartment but I heard a lot of sirens going so was wondering about the water and gas lines; I think it ended up being emergency services getting to places they might have been needed. Went over to the library and they were Business As Usual so I decided to go and have the dinner with my father that was scheduled.
Whoa-boy was that a mistake. Note to self: in situations of this kind check the damn internet. From Reston, VA to Navy Yard via bus and Metro: three hours forty-five minutes. (Usually about one and a half.) Also there was a Nationals game so Navy Yard was a zoo. Dad had given up expecting me. Honestly, so had I. The Metro is at 15 MPH until further notice and the Orange Line announcers were talking about a sinkhole somewhere near New Carrollton. Dad had been evac'd from his work and then evac'd from his apartment building and had to stand in the street for about an hour because there wasn't anywhere to go. (I feel sorry for the people in his office-- the elevators jumped their tracks and stuck, with people in, and then the evac siren went, and for people working in a government building near downtown D.C. that... is literally nightmarish, especially with the phones not behaving.) Fortunately he drove me back after dinner or I would probably still be on the subway.
The cat has been cussing things out at random ever since. I don't blame her, really. I mean, that was basically my reaction too.
Those of you who felt it: fill out the 'I felt it' form at the U.S. Geological Survey and contribute to science! (Heard about the form via
redbird; thanks.)You can comment here or at the Dreamwidth crosspost. There are
