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Setting off the alarm
Aug. 31st, 2007 07:22 pmThe little guy has an 8.00pm soccer game. (What fool schedules a soccer game for a bunch of 9 year olds at that time?) So we did the grocery shopping and came back to work for dinner and a play on the computer. I had visions of writing something for the ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
several_ways challenge and the little guy wanted to beat his score on some weird internet game.
We had dinner, sat down at the computer, I wrote 67 words and the gorramn fire alarm went off!
The alarm just doesn't go off like a regular alarm. Oh no. There has to be the whole hue and cry. There's an the alarm bell, the alarm horn and a voice that repeats every 20 seconds that you must evacuate the building. You can hear the alarms and see the lights for a four block radius in our quiet country town night. *sigh*
Needless to say, the little guy and I grabbed the keycard and left. The folks from the cinema next door were out in force, all the evening joggers stopped and of course all had to ask me if we'd set it off...We aim to entertain and enlighten even when closed!
The Fire guys finally arrived 20 deafening minutes later (the station's a 1 minute drive away) and then spent another 20 minutes securing the building. I'm still at 67 words and the little guy and I are engaged in our familiar fight called 'get your soccer gear on or I'm going home....'
several_ways challenge and the little guy wanted to beat his score on some weird internet game. We had dinner, sat down at the computer, I wrote 67 words and the gorramn fire alarm went off!
The alarm just doesn't go off like a regular alarm. Oh no. There has to be the whole hue and cry. There's an the alarm bell, the alarm horn and a voice that repeats every 20 seconds that you must evacuate the building. You can hear the alarms and see the lights for a four block radius in our quiet country town night. *sigh*
Needless to say, the little guy and I grabbed the keycard and left. The folks from the cinema next door were out in force, all the evening joggers stopped and of course all had to ask me if we'd set it off...We aim to entertain and enlighten even when closed!
The Fire guys finally arrived 20 deafening minutes later (the station's a 1 minute drive away) and then spent another 20 minutes securing the building. I'm still at 67 words and the little guy and I are engaged in our familiar fight called 'get your soccer gear on or I'm going home....'
