21 May, 2006 | Leave a Comment
For those keeping track, the fire alarm went off four times last night between 12:00 and 1:00 a.m. The first time it went off, I schlepped all the way downstairs. The vast majority of residents were home on a Saturday night and wearing their pajamas, thus confirming my suspicions that this is the residence of choice for shut-ins and eccentric recluses. (Ah, home sweet home.) After it was announced that the alarm was false, people stomped off angrily – really, enough is enough! The next three times it went off, I took my chances and stayed in my room. And my laziness didn’t result in a fiery death, so all is well.
