ring my bell

nothing like a fire alarm to kick start your morning. at least this time, it was in the morning!

the bell went off, just as i was taking stuff out of the fridge for brunch. i woke up late today (don't know why) and then puttered instead of following my newly instigated schedule. as the bell and alarms screamed, i thought to myself, "this is why i should always change into lounging clothes, instead of just lounging in my pjs." i quickly changed into something decent and went down to the front.

less than ten neighbours joined me, which is frightening. i know that it's probably a false alarm, but why would want to take that risk?

the fire department came because they're the only ones who can switch off the alarm. the one that did it - HOT. but also a firefighter who probably gets more than his share of the women-folk because he's hot and a firefighter, which probably means he has an ego the size of Montana (is Montana big, because that's what i was going for), which means i want nothing to do with him. well, maybe ONE thing to do with him. but before the cheesy 70s porn soundtrack starts, i digress...

it turns out the alarm went off because of an over-flowing washing machine (don't ask me how that works). a guy on the main floor left his washing machine going and went out for a few minutes. he got back just as the alarm was starting. apparently the water is now seeping into the games room directly below him. that sucks because it means yet another insurance claim for the strata if the owner doesn't have insurance. at the same time, i'm glad it wasn't an owner's suite because that would suck for them.

and that reminds me, i really should get that emergency ladder that i've been putting off getting. safety before more shoes!

my ears are still ringing.