... and don't panic!

There were two loud blasts yesterday that made us panic, followed by another big blast about 10 minutes later. We all looked at each other in fright. My husband who's seated about 30 metres away from my desk came up to me as I was about to throw my deadline ridden computer out the window in panic and shock! ... Our bosses who were in a meeting with a guest from the US in the conference room all went out to see whether it is something to be alarmed about.

We work at the 25th flr of a 38 storey office building and a blast like that is not to be ignored, as we have already mastered to distinguish a sound whether it's coming from a firecracker or a sound as BIG and LOUD as what we've heard ... was definitely NOT a firecracker! Of course we panicked, of course thoughts of how are we going to run down the stairs all 25 storeys below and how I'm glad to have worn flats and how I thought I'd bring flats if I'm to wear heels! 'cuz you'll never know!... All those thoughts came to me instantly!

So what was it? Oh, just bombs.

Yes, bombs! A purposely detonated bomb across the street for a fire drill! *sigh of relief*. There was a fire drill across the street, coming from a mega-huge twin tower building that's got 12 elevators and has an office for a movie production ... uhmm... not that it's related, but you know, the firemen had to set up this huge test/drill for the occupants, similar to what they did here in our building last February, remember? my post about how we ended up at Starbucks.

*cough**cough* Anyway, it's a good thing that they do what they do, the firemen ... 'cuz we oftentimes just come and go in the office, not minding the height, the exit points, the dos and don'ts in times (that you don't wish for to ever happen! ) It's better that we know all these, to be aware and not panic like crazy! ... Panic? what'z that word? hehe ... I'm calm and sensible.

Well we got trapped for a few seconds in the elevator today, 'cuz there was a change of power ... apparently, there was a brownout... grr ... the lights went off, the elevator wont open and no buttons were working ... all 8 of us got trapped inside ... I shrieked! But it was a slow shriek... a shallow shriek like all girls do when surprised but I didn't go banging the doors, or pushing frantically on the Talk button for the security! We waited about 3 seconds before doing something and held out our cellphones for light. We waved at the camera, if ever it was working on brownouts! And then viola! we went 2 floors up and then down to our destination, the Ground.

Whew.

I'm no good being in a dark, tight place. Psychological. I don't have claustrophobia but somehow I developed a few signs right there! bad. very bad.

... It just feels so good to be on the ground and would suggest that when we transfer to a new building, we'd get a lower floor! Low like 2 storeys the max!

Anyway, all's well ... I'm fine ... I was a girl scout. I know not to panic. Lesson to those who work and live in a high rise building ... Know your exit points, have fire extinguishers, never panic and walk the stairs, never go down using the elevator during emergencies like fire and know the numbers to call for help.

Lastly, pray to God that no freak accidents would happen to you or your family. He's always the best protector. Have faith.