we meet the neighbors via tornado alarms. In California, apparently, fire alarms fulfill the same function.
The building alarm went off about 9 pm tonight...at first I didn't take much note of it but when I went into the hallway I could smell something burning. (It smelled like someone left the stove on, or possibly a grease fire.) So I decided to get dressed and join my neighbors outside. I got to talking to several people I haven't met before, plus a few people I have, while we were waiting for the building manager or some sort of authority to give the all clear. We ended up waiting for over a half hour, at least, but it was worth it. Four full-fledged fire trucks showed up, plus one or two of the smaller vehicles. It's nice to live in an affluent neighborhood. In the end, of course, it turned out to be a false alarm...but at least we got our fill of eye-candy tonight. There were a lot of fireman there...many were calendar-worthy. I've also realized the vast majority of the building residents are women.
All in all...not a bad night.
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