Over the last week or so, our apartment building has been testing our fire alarm system. It has been quite annoying, especially to Jonathan who has been at home working on finals.
Last night at two-thirty in the morning, I awoke to a familiar annoying sound. I nudged Jonathan awake and asked him why the fire alarm was going off. Laying there, not wanting to get out from under the warm covers, we debated whether or not this was just a glitch as a result of the testing this week.
After several minutes of the alarm going off, we decided that it might be real. So, Jon called the front desk of our building and was told that there was a fire on the 7th floor... we live on the 6th floor. We quickly got dressed, unsure if we would be forced outside in the accumulating snow, & marched down 6 flights of stairs. Thankfully, everyone was gathering safe (and warm) in the lobby.
It turns out that it was just a small kitchen fire, which was taken care of before the fire department even made it up there (the poor guys had to drag themselves up 7 flights of stairs in their heavy gear for nothing). Within 30 minutes we were allowed back up stairs and we headed back to bed.
It was a very exciting night. But we are thankful to know that the fire alarm system works. =)
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