We had a bomb ‘threat’ at the school yesterday. I was in that building when it happened. It turns out it was just some chemicals spilled and mixed together. I got to wait in the blistering sun from 2:30pm until well after 6pm because my bag and keys were locked in the building.
I was in the lab when it happened. I remember wandering in the science hall and thinking how amazing that building was, but how wrong things could go if all the chemicals spilled. Maybe I have ESP? The fire alarm went off, and we ignored it, thinking they were testing the alarm systems or it was a first day prank. Then we all filed out of the classroom and I remember students behind me joking, “lol–ok, we’re back in high school, guize!” Once outside, we were directed to the other side of the street and fire trucks lined the street. Ambulances were parked near the building. Police cars blocked off both ends of the street. Channel 6 news was there filming the incident. Reporters were interviewing students.
Soon the reporters left and as we waited across the street, the bomb squad showed up. Firefighters went inside with sand and buckets. A man in a space suit came carrying out a yellow bucket and placed it in the street. Some doofus behind me commented: “If that blows up, he’s gonna be in the tree.” So apathetic. I still giggle over that today. Once the bomb squad left, we had to wait and be escorted one at a time to the lab to get our things. I was hypoglycemic by now, and my feet hurt from standing on the concrete for four hours.
I slept for 16 hours last night. From before midnight until 3pm today. My back aches, my feet hurt, my knees hurt, I’m still slightly dehydrated. But I am going back tomorrow. Not even terrorism stops me.
BTW, I don’t mind terrorism, so much when it doesn’t directly inconvenience me. *sarcasm*